<?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-4434539674758120701</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:20:05.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My World on Digital Paper</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3581048808245305133</id><published>2011-11-03T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:26:33.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my "The Glee Project Audition"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I recently (like yesterday) posted an online audition for glee's "The glee project"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i need need as much help as i can (i need to have high views and "like" to be considered)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if you could go to the site view, "like" and maybe even repost would be awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(from my note on my facebook wall about the video)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus its kind of funny at some point i say ..self's when i ment to say self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some angles are...what where you thinking angles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sing 0_0 (witch most didnt even know i attempt to do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll get to know me a little better (witch is nice i guess)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when the video is over.. i have a cross eyed still of me! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://thegleeprojectcasting.com/Auditions/View/59873&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-3581048808245305133?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3581048808245305133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2011/11/well-hello-i-recently-like-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3581048808245305133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3581048808245305133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2011/11/well-hello-i-recently-like-yesterday.html' title='my &quot;The Glee Project Audition&quot;'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4573286245137589192</id><published>2010-09-09T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T11:00:05.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all away</title><content type='html'>You want to find the truth&lt;br /&gt;in and out of doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to wash your face&lt;br /&gt;your hands they have grown weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pain binds you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to release fear in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when night ends and our flaws are revealed&lt;br /&gt;our hearts scream... is it true do you love me the same in light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shame we hide again&lt;br /&gt;but he has found a way into who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to me there you are&lt;br /&gt;in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; is your soundless love&lt;br /&gt;there i see you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to wish&lt;br /&gt;my pain away&lt;br /&gt;my fear away&lt;br /&gt;my shame away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i remain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4573286245137589192?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-2013484898200065536</id><published>2010-08-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:24:22.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stranger in The Mirror</title><content type='html'>When I look at myself in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stranger on they other side was Different&lt;br /&gt;his hair has faded &lt;br /&gt;his skin was cracked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant breath the same air he does&lt;br /&gt;yet we run into each other everyday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant hear his voice and he doesn't seem to think&lt;br /&gt;he just looks at me as if he was surprised to see me again&lt;br /&gt;yet excited &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily.. i walk into the room to see him looking at me&lt;br /&gt;his eyes content ..as if he saw someone he knew and wanted to say hello&lt;br /&gt;but confused because he's shocked that i dont seem to remember him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confused as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. &lt;br /&gt;because reflections speak the same words &lt;br /&gt;yet he has none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because im told that reflection is me&lt;br /&gt;but he isn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw him in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;i didnt see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a stranger.. a stranger that im not&lt;br /&gt;but a stranger i will become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because when i die to myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stranger will be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever he is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-2013484898200065536?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8325208310253876393</id><published>2010-07-29T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:39:22.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the end...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life get so full, filled up to the top&lt;br /&gt;to drown in the sorrow is nothing complex.. its just drowning &lt;br /&gt;here pain is like waking up.. it will happen to you sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pen and here's my paper &lt;br /&gt;whiting down words so you could taste or savor &lt;br /&gt;but they're to bitter for your liking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and sometimes when life is empty&lt;br /&gt;we live in pain but at least we can breath &lt;br /&gt;because drowning is easy 'cuz your already down here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothings clear &lt;br /&gt;and we could fear life&lt;br /&gt;but not when your near this edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8325208310253876393?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8325208310253876393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8325208310253876393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8325208310253876393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-end.html' title='in the end...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8376274074793786403</id><published>2010-07-29T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:54:04.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>safe inside me i will die alone&lt;br /&gt;my wings are free, free from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeper and deeper you've scratched me to watch me bleed&lt;br /&gt;burned me alive, tossed me away just to watch me scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see me when day turns to night&lt;br /&gt;here we sit in the dark with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you feel the day slip into night&lt;br /&gt;here we sit with our solitude &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not done)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8376274074793786403?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8376274074793786403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/solitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8376274074793786403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8376274074793786403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/07/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-652056573903528482</id><published>2010-03-29T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:06:08.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Door Slam</title><content type='html'>There's a room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold and lonely room&lt;br /&gt;locking him away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a shade of blue painted over Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked himself if this was the way to go&lt;br /&gt;bleeding is a dream all inside its own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the knife has kissed his burning skin&lt;br /&gt;falling is not sleep, death was there to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so secretly he became insane ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"simple little freak life was never sane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spinning around and then upside down&lt;br /&gt;drinking to live but life was never found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhh...There's a room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold and lonely room&lt;br /&gt;locking him away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-652056573903528482?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/652056573903528482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/door-slam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/652056573903528482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/652056573903528482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/03/door-slam.html' title='Door Slam'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4548819879712750436</id><published>2010-01-18T11:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:56:42.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, December 15, 2007    Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="pBlogBody_338393429" class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes i forget im here&lt;br /&gt;stuck in this so called life&lt;br /&gt;i cry to forget it all&lt;br /&gt;but like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;still and blue&lt;br /&gt;i look up at the sky&lt;br /&gt;and only see you&lt;br /&gt;alone and cold&lt;br /&gt;like the moon&lt;br /&gt;Soflty shining it was out of the dark&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yeah ...I just got bored&lt;br /&gt;so how is the world today&lt;br /&gt;...me confused and ...i dont know&lt;br /&gt;just feel out of place ....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4548819879712750436?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4548819879712750436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-december-15-2007-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4548819879712750436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4548819879712750436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-december-15-2007-sometimes.html' title='Saturday, December 15, 2007    Sometimes'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-219395445299727365</id><published>2010-01-18T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:50:12.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, August 03, 2007    Not A Suicide Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not A Suicide Note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;What do we do when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;do we runaway or stay to only find out we're unimportant&lt;br /&gt;The week is over and all I can feel is falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Trust...Love...Friendship&lt;br /&gt;It all seems unreal&lt;br /&gt;To fall asleep and awaken in the arms or sorrow&lt;br /&gt;whats the point in waking up right?&lt;br /&gt;If I forget how to smile&lt;br /&gt;I can look back into the past&lt;br /&gt;Whos to help a person like me&lt;br /&gt;Who has the time to mend somthing this broken?&lt;br /&gt;You think all you have to do is listen&lt;br /&gt;...Tell It lies...&lt;br /&gt;...Say what it wants to hear...&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;okay ..One = Himself&lt;br /&gt;Me alone like always&lt;br /&gt;we all fuck up some more then others&lt;br /&gt;but we all know our fuck ups&lt;br /&gt;Here Listen to this&lt;br /&gt;Drugs = Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Cuts = Stressless&lt;br /&gt;Death = Peace&lt;br /&gt;When scars remind us that you know nothing but saddness&lt;br /&gt;makes it seem like pain is our Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;I guess what i'm saying is that&lt;br /&gt;whos "real" anymore&lt;br /&gt;Real Friend, Person, Whatever&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been stuck with people who dont give a damb about me&lt;br /&gt;and I'm done being used&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I dont want "friends"&lt;br /&gt;cuz I dont like being left Behind&lt;br /&gt;but maybe they dont leave me behind maybe I just can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;but then again maybe they dont want me to&lt;br /&gt;maybe the only reason they move or go so fast is because they got sick of me&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth sometimes i think this is all just bad dream&lt;br /&gt;but why am i still waiting for the day i wake up&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought that maybe when we "Die" or "Pass Away"&lt;br /&gt;we're not dead we just woke up from a Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Wake Up From Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Perfect Nobody&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-219395445299727365?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/219395445299727365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-august-03-2007-not-suicide-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/219395445299727365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/219395445299727365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-august-03-2007-not-suicide-note.html' title='Friday, August 03, 2007    Not A Suicide Note'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8454450781521258051</id><published>2010-01-18T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:43:16.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 08, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Paint me dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;u&gt;all poems&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;u&gt;Jimmy Lopez&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He Peeks Through the darkness&lt;br /&gt;to make me Bleed with his eyes&lt;br /&gt;His hands can't touch me&lt;br /&gt; But I still Scream&lt;br /&gt;His face frozen still breaths behind my neck&lt;br /&gt;and he paints me dead with his soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life a Childs innocence&lt;br /&gt;I'm afriad of the thought of you...&lt;br /&gt;to leave me when i need you&lt;br /&gt;thats never somthing new&lt;br /&gt;   A Story Of Me...&lt;br /&gt;In Hope for a happy ending&lt;br /&gt; taken over by my solitude&lt;br /&gt;why not keep pretending&lt;br /&gt;...you still there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8454450781521258051?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8454450781521258051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-july-08-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8454450781521258051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8454450781521258051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-july-08-2008.html' title='Tuesday, July 08, 2008'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1939942831180086034</id><published>2010-01-18T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:41:40.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 08, 2008    Just Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It comes to &lt;em&gt;save me&lt;/em&gt; when im sad, But like a emotionless poem&lt;br /&gt;word &lt;em&gt;written down to express nothing&lt;/em&gt; but a upside down smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get pretty old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Im Home?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;so if &lt;em&gt;i breath in a place were no one wants you there anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it &lt;em&gt;a place worth staying&lt;/em&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here &lt;em&gt;i sleep on a bed thats hatefully given to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;em&gt; room to lock their guilt away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;em&gt;make me smile&lt;/em&gt; i stay away&lt;br /&gt;were only i can say im &lt;em&gt;good enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were&lt;em&gt; i know that love will be given to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It Come to save me when im sad, But like a day in the rain to cry so no one know im upset i stay&lt;br /&gt;in the rain to forget how much i hate you....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; Man this was some random stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1939942831180086034?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1939942831180086034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-july-08-2008-just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1939942831180086034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1939942831180086034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-july-08-2008-just-me.html' title='Tuesday, July 08, 2008    Just Me'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1862701064400992002</id><published>2010-01-18T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:38:39.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, July 21, 2008    I Guess I’ll Learn "To Say Goodbye"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="pBlogBody_416901432" class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Say GoodBye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;fear&lt;/em&gt; the day&lt;u&gt; the day I smile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know by now how to handle &lt;em&gt;pain&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;but the game of &lt;em&gt;happiness&lt;/em&gt; is a whole new level &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;when that &lt;em&gt;blissful&lt;/em&gt; moment comes to an end &lt;u&gt;how will I cope&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;em&gt;learn to loose that friend&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;"&lt;u&gt;I'll miss you&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;When your&lt;em&gt; gone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;and knowing you know as much as you do &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;…will I be &lt;em&gt;just another story to add to your list &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'll find a moment&lt;/u&gt; a moment of &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;just to &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;just to make that &lt;em&gt;goodbye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; ...   &lt;em&gt;easy&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;easier&lt;/em&gt;   ...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;will you&lt;em&gt; loose&lt;/em&gt; as much &lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt; as I will &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;or are you looking forward for &lt;em&gt;that day to come to an end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;em&gt;sleep again in your old life&lt;/em&gt; before you came&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it hurts this much right now&lt;/em&gt; to think about it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I don't want to know how much it'll hurt that day&lt;/u&gt;…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;barley know you&lt;/em&gt; my &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;…&lt;u&gt;Can I even call you one if that's so&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;But I don't to say &lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I don't want to see another one go&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I guess I'll learn to say goodbye again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Perfect Nobody&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1862701064400992002?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1862701064400992002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-july-21-2008-i-guess-ill-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1862701064400992002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1862701064400992002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-july-21-2008-i-guess-ill-learn.html' title='Monday, July 21, 2008    I Guess I’ll Learn &quot;To Say Goodbye&quot;'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6726198642716714994</id><published>2010-01-18T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:37:15.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, September 02, 2008    Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;-JimmyLopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Time consumes me to a still moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Were everything stays the same just to help me cope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;To make me believe I'll be okay for good now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because time increases hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;They always say they'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;But really time changes hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Left in that moment alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Do I really need anyone anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;I rather leave say goodbye first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Before I have to pretend that I wont miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;That I'm okay now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;That I'll be fine cause I know your always going to be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;But I'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Misunderstanding everything…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;How was this life was supposed to be lived?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;And were did I turn wrong now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;What do I end up doing to hurt this much again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;I HATE this fake smile plastered on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;With just one look back and no feeling to help replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;The thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;I'll watch the sunset go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;But unlike everything else I know It'll come back soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;…but will I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Should I really stay and see if time will change everything again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Or go some were new leave everything behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;And start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Everyone needs a fresh start at one point in their life…right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Or do we have to deserve it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;I cant take this anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Just want to change everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;Before time gets to it first and claws my heart and helps it bleed&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/4434539674758120701-6726198642716714994?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6726198642716714994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1637832415802594083</id><published>2010-01-18T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:34:06.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, September 22, 2008    Dont Know Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dont Know Why&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In time i cry under the day&lt;br /&gt;I try to sleep emtpy minded&lt;br /&gt;Slowly finding how to forget all of you &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no more sun, I burn in your lie&lt;br /&gt;Hidden inside the moon, how will I survive &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Persevering everything&lt;br /&gt;but try to forget your existence&lt;br /&gt;and the new feeling I experience&lt;br /&gt;just break me in half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay down to cry even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to rethink everything inside these thoughts&lt;br /&gt;do you really care?&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile I know&lt;br /&gt;but how come I feel so empty out of no were&lt;br /&gt;we all think life is easy as soon time start ticking&lt;br /&gt;we don't think its the same anymore is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;focusing day to day&lt;br /&gt;taking every step even slower&lt;br /&gt;so i dont fall from the motion&lt;br /&gt;that life brings me and bring all you&lt;br /&gt;but i cant stand alone&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want you to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;should i stand in alone&lt;br /&gt;detach from all you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1637832415802594083?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1637832415802594083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-september-22-2008-dont-know-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1637832415802594083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1637832415802594083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-september-22-2008-dont-know-why.html' title='Monday, September 22, 2008    Dont Know Why'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4286729165873987772</id><published>2010-01-18T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:27:05.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, September 23, 2008    GoodNight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Good&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Night&lt;/u&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;-By Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;so many day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;I cry myself to sleep   &lt;br /&gt;and I dream to deep so some light I could see&lt;br /&gt;inside all these thoughts is no more me...&lt;br /&gt;its just a me I never get to see in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I can't speak to you, just to speak now&lt;br /&gt;but I can wish for somthing new...yet nothings new&lt;br /&gt;Nothings like you staying when I needed you the most&lt;br /&gt;  A weekend changed everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt; They &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;say time heals and empty soul&lt;br /&gt;yet I still lay in emptiness....&lt;br /&gt;they also say I'll be fine because the day is almost over&lt;br /&gt;yet the only difference in a day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;is when I say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight is the only difference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;between today and yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;and I still stay to watch the sunset inside you....&lt;br /&gt;and memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;still kill me slowly&lt;br /&gt;even though they mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when I hear you now....&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to hurt myself again...&lt;br /&gt;...So should I say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;then sleep in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;sheltered heart&lt;br /&gt;  The only thing I have left thats mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;Busyness soon will take over you to&lt;br /&gt;like time has no time for anyone&lt;br /&gt;I lay under your sun&lt;br /&gt;this last time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;I'll say goodnight to you tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4286729165873987772?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4286729165873987772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-september-23-2008-goodnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4286729165873987772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4286729165873987772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-september-23-2008-goodnight.html' title='Tuesday, September 23, 2008    GoodNight...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4076561441065915195</id><published>2010-01-18T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:25:48.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, September 27, 2008    No Point In September</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;No Point In September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;-By Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Empty thoughts of clarity&lt;br /&gt;  Spin back time and I seem to forget&lt;br /&gt;Everything I once understoond&lt;br /&gt;Turn black&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;When this sentence disappear&lt;br /&gt;do you still know what I feel&lt;br /&gt;when dark consumes all of me&lt;br /&gt;can you read whats between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Ive written more then once?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt; I've learn that nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still inside september&lt;br /&gt;...I fall, turn gray, and fade&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and like every leaf falling&lt;br /&gt;I feel the wind push me down along them&lt;br /&gt;I fall down aswell&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/4434539674758120701-4076561441065915195?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4076561441065915195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-september-27-2008-no-point-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4076561441065915195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4076561441065915195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-september-27-2008-no-point-in.html' title='Saturday, September 27, 2008    No Point In September'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3334297097130412399</id><published>2010-01-18T11:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:22:34.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, October 08, 2008    With Closed Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;With Closed Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-By Jimmy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Where I lay to sleep is never home&lt;br /&gt;I awaken in a dream to never want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Twisted nightmares go flat&lt;br /&gt;but never make me runaway&lt;br /&gt;yet still I turn and look back&lt;br /&gt;such a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your words flow as if they were mine&lt;br /&gt;repeating simple sentences&lt;br /&gt;and still I fake this smile&lt;br /&gt;to me, to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day ends, my door shuts&lt;br /&gt;My eyes rain like the sky in an April storm&lt;br /&gt;and these thought I over think blindly&lt;br /&gt;stay stuck and unexposed&lt;br /&gt;I drown and sink under them&lt;br /&gt;And still my eyes are closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-3334297097130412399?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3334297097130412399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-october-08-2008-with-closed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3334297097130412399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3334297097130412399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-october-08-2008-with-closed.html' title='Wednesday, October 08, 2008    With Closed Eyes'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4236749282965264097</id><published>2010-01-18T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:22:03.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, October 16, 2008    Nothing Is Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="pBlogBody_441430220" class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing Is Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jimmy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;Holding on to everything slowly slipping away&lt;br /&gt;their words leak like water when they got something to say&lt;br /&gt;now even they've become half empty as well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nothing in this world can understand this complex pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hard like a rock I fall on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I pray to my god to take me now please…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still sleep a few hours and awaken with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;this heart beat&lt;br /&gt;I sink under my thoughts, it gets harder to breath&lt;br /&gt;and they can't see how far they pushed me down this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's always me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guessing…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm wrong in my understanding&lt;br /&gt;and maybe got no clue&lt;br /&gt;but how can you say one thing&lt;br /&gt;and got the home I'm still looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets face the truth you aren't forever either…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4236749282965264097?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4236749282965264097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-october-16-2008-nothing-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4236749282965264097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4236749282965264097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-october-16-2008-nothing-is.html' title='Thursday, October 16, 2008    Nothing Is Something'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8954664901935346874</id><published>2010-01-18T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:20:58.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, October 25, 2008    UnTitled Current</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Step by step by step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just another walk in the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The sun embraced me for a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yet still I felt so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And the breeze felt like your whisper&lt;br /&gt;hidden in my cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But now I can't even smile&lt;br /&gt;it's affected by your lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ticking with the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I sit around to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But everything to me comes of or seems so fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now pending for a moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To believe and trust in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But you've been absent for so long now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And just like everyone else that's never something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The ending of October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Were the stars dim from blue to black&lt;br /&gt;faded memories are no longer welcomed&lt;br /&gt;I know I miss but won't allow to come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here I stay and linger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Around the clear light ring of the moon&lt;br /&gt;I hope to someday find home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And my soul to rest there to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Current'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7091087637381875935</id><published>2010-01-18T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:20:00.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, October 26, 2008    A Blind Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;A Blind Promise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Spoken words fade back to blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;When day ends and October cries white tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;You don't notice your unspoken lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Left cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Daylight seem so different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;When it rest in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Nothing seems truthful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;When you left this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;And I still miss old sentences &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;You said by night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Goodnight again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Unnoticed tears hidden in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;What's there to call mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;When you said you wouldn't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;But you've forgotten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;Another Blind Promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7091087637381875935?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7091087637381875935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-october-26-2008-blind-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7091087637381875935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7091087637381875935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-october-26-2008-blind-promise.html' title='Sunday, October 26, 2008    A Blind Promise'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-268079842387106828</id><published>2010-01-18T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:18:07.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, October 29, 2008    Remember Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remember Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I can remember the last real conversation we had&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Where day was ending into silent dreams&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But it was okay because you said&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Goodnight"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Where heart ace shimmered in the sky&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And counted plains took them high&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;To help me forget I'm alone &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And I add these several tears to the lake below&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Where everyone's sorrow drowns alive&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And I'll be okay because you said so&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I'm not&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;In public time disappears&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As countless cars race by&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;In hope to push my pain in front of them&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But that pain is mine &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And that's my life&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But it was okay that day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And I remember our last conversation we had&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Where day ended into silent dreams &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But it was okay because you said &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;"Goodnight"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-268079842387106828?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/268079842387106828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-october-29-2008-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/268079842387106828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/268079842387106828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-october-29-2008-remember.html' title='Wednesday, October 29, 2008    Remember Thursday'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-445145207072040367</id><published>2010-01-18T11:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:13:32.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, November 05, 2008    134 Words That Made No Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;134 Words That Made No Difference&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;-Jimmy&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;You're a whisper in August&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Or an echo lost in thought&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;You faded before September&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And obviously you forgot&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I'm still alone in darkness&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And this light is so dim&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Now we're inside November&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And our friendship has gone slim&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;When day ends, yes I miss you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Yet that won't change one thing&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And before this day hits night soon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I already feel that sting&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Life calls it a moment &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My mind did also to&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And yet you were only temporary&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Lost in the full moon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And now I lay here coping&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Because that's all I can do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Memories of all the good times&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Are all that's left of you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And yes I still miss you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But that wont change one thing&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And you remind me of last year&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;When I lost everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-445145207072040367?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/445145207072040367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-november-05-2008-134-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/445145207072040367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/445145207072040367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-november-05-2008-134-words.html' title='Wednesday, November 05, 2008    134 Words That Made No Difference'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8129614260965601697</id><published>2010-01-18T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:13:01.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, November 14, 2008    Time In Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Time In Half&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;-Jimmy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Split moment to remind myself &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They never understood &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And it's still only a moment &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;That I'm sure time only took&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;When today happen slowly &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Let's cut you off of here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I don't need anyone near this &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Simple sepia colored tone of my day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;You never seen the changes &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Of my sky no longer blue &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;So I don't find a reason &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;To want to see you soon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Even if a moment is left for me, for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Your sorry isn't anything &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;If you didn't know what to do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&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/4434539674758120701-8129614260965601697?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8129614260965601697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-november-14-2008-time-in-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8129614260965601697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8129614260965601697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-november-14-2008-time-in-half.html' title='Friday, November 14, 2008    Time In Half'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6197888946921364482</id><published>2010-01-18T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:12:07.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, December 10, 2008    I'm Always Brought Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;About this poem&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;This is about me of course :) and also about always wanting to be alone because for some odd reason everything will someday come to in end and the quot "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was born alone I'll die alone&lt;/span&gt;" come to play in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:6;" &gt;I'm Always Brought Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter can break a smile&lt;br /&gt;calm the sun&lt;br /&gt;make the wind blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold kisses frostbite my&lt;br /&gt;long to love hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I choose to look down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are blinded from anything that could be good&lt;br /&gt;its like fear rushed back to block everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once again misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything or forever means nothing and also temporary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the sweetness of night its false romance&lt;br /&gt;of how beautiful starts shine like tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me to for some odd reason not smile upon the memories&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to timidly cherish openly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I stay here to only try to fall in love with my solitude  I'd truly like to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abandon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6197888946921364482?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6197888946921364482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-december-10-2008-im-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6197888946921364482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6197888946921364482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-december-10-2008-im-always.html' title='Wednesday, December 10, 2008    I&apos;m Always Brought Back'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8082950613859411563</id><published>2010-01-18T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:11:17.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, December 20, 2008    (Do I) Have to Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have To Go&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jimmy L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;Could I stay a bit longer to see the world pass thru this window &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;My problems seem much smaller when they're unseen &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;Don't you think so?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;When Wednesday arrives I know life's not still &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;But I feel empty inside…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;And what emotion do I have left to kill?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;I look over and over at the time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;10 minutes have passed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;And I still don't want to leave&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;I know this aint home&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;But I feel okay right here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;And even if no ones near&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;I don't worry if the days not clear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;…But&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt;Could I stay a bit longer to see this world pass thru these windows?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&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/4434539674758120701-8082950613859411563?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8082950613859411563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-december-20-2008-do-i-have-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8082950613859411563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8082950613859411563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-december-20-2008-do-i-have-to.html' title='Saturday, December 20, 2008    (Do I) Have to Go...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3232441712537343215</id><published>2010-01-18T10:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:08:21.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, December 22, 2008    Dare To Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;Dare To Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="width: 11px; height: 17px;" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/clueless.gif" height="17" width="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jimmy LopeZ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Word by word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I read the emotional poem inside your sentence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Its began with a joke, I couldn't smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And ended with a mild rain fall &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Cut in half&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just like my &lt;i style=""&gt;Hope &lt;/i&gt;I sometimes close&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;You dare us to open back those doors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I still couldn't write inside your journal &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your name was lost inside mine a long time ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And now the days go by so slow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I rather sleep then cry &lt;i style=""&gt;Hopelessly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I still&lt;em&gt; Hope&lt;/em&gt; for a better day around December&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And when I can't seem to remember the good in life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I still Dare to &lt;em&gt;Hope&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-3232441712537343215?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3232441712537343215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-22-2008-dare-to-hope_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3232441712537343215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3232441712537343215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-22-2008-dare-to-hope_18.html' title='Monday, December 22, 2008    Dare To Hope'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7493223702240725764</id><published>2010-01-18T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:06:34.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, December 22, 2008    Dare To Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;Dare To Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="width: 11px; height: 17px;" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/clueless.gif" height="17" width="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jimmy LopeZ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Word by word&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I read the emotional poem inside your sentence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Its began with a joke, I couldn't smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And ended with a mild rain fall &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Cut in half&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just like my &lt;i style=""&gt;Hope &lt;/i&gt;I sometimes close&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;You dare us to open back those doors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I still couldn't write inside your journal &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your name was lost inside mine a long time ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And now the days go by so slow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I rather sleep then cry &lt;i style=""&gt;Hopelessly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I still&lt;em&gt; Hope&lt;/em&gt; for a better day around December&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And when I can't seem to remember the good in life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I still &lt;em&gt;Hope&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7493223702240725764?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7493223702240725764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-22-2008-dare-to-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7493223702240725764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7493223702240725764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-22-2008-dare-to-hope.html' title='Monday, December 22, 2008    Dare To Hope'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6671883667450544624</id><published>2010-01-18T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:05:10.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, December 28, 2008    Im Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:6;"&gt;Im Still Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I can't see through the blur of my tears&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Blinding me for so long now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; I've forgotten how the world looks like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And I count cars passing this bus stop &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Why am I alone today?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Look at their smiles and also their eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;They don't cry in this morning&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But mine do…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;They drive away all of them go somewhere &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But I'm still here &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And I try to believe that solitude is they place to be&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;On days like today&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But I don't believe &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And it's no dream but I can't sleep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;When I'm already listening to my owns cries&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;You can't hear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But it's no time for sleep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I'm Still here waiting at this bus stop&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I have no place to be&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I hope you have a Merry Christmas &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And please if you pass by me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Don't say those words to me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Just because I'm still here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6671883667450544624?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6671883667450544624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-december-28-2008-im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6671883667450544624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6671883667450544624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-december-28-2008-im-still-here.html' title='Sunday, December 28, 2008    Im Still Here'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-771272220464004256</id><published>2010-01-18T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:04:21.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, December 29, 2008    But Then I Said I’m Sorry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Then I Said Im Sorry?&lt;img style="width: 11px; height: 9px;" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/dorky.gif" height="5" width="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And he breaths his air calmly&lt;br /&gt;Like a still day in &lt;i style=""&gt;life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right: 0px;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I can't smile&lt;br /&gt;He seems to relaxed to begin to care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I slowly begin to not care as well &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I'm okay in this darkness because you placed me here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And now that "&lt;i style=""&gt;I'm settled&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;You're no where near&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I wont miss you when were face to face&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And I hold this secret locked in place&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Yet I said "&lt;i style=""&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;/i&gt;"? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There's more then scared in this phrase &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;But I seem to do everything wrong&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I'm the one who always seems to change&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;That's what you claimed &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Under your sentence was less then what you call truth&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And I said "I'm Sorry"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;When you claimed you were trying to be there&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;But were more then just absent &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;And can't even realize it yourself&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I was the only one who was sorry…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&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/4434539674758120701-771272220464004256?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/771272220464004256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-29-2008-but-then-i-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/771272220464004256'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                         Monday, December 29, 2008       &lt;/div&gt;                     &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td&gt;         &lt;!--- blog subject ---&gt;         &lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;           &lt;label id="pBlogSubject_459587919"&gt;They’re There In...&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;They're There In...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt;-by Jimmy Lopez&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ilent whispers hold this cry&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yes look inside my soul but I still wont tell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lose my mouth to shush you but even if I were to want to&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eading my lips is not simple…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ell me yours and I'll tell you mine…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;omeday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;re there more then one…yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;olling tong my words can't spill &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;very thought is mine to feel and so I do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hrowing hints in every poem&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ere's the biggest one&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;very star had a promise they couldn't keep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;egretting their actions &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;veryday &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'ve done nothing wrong &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;othing but if you want to know…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;here it is in the second to last word&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ere I lay in pain again because of the silent words&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'m &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;orry&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;W&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aterfall of emotions fall from my eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ver flooded my passion to want to live…but I do&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;egret&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rowning in these thoughts of&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                               &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You…&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;/div&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/4434539674758120701-5260036998227477441?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5260036998227477441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-29-2008-theyre-there-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5260036998227477441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5260036998227477441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-december-29-2008-theyre-there-in.html' title='Monday, December 29, 2008    They’re There In...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-2016017824959331848</id><published>2010-01-18T09:59:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:02:13.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, December 30, 2008    Selfishly Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selfishly Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Jimmy Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How can you say such words&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how much you've been the reason&lt;br /&gt;to why I hate myself now&lt;br /&gt;both of you dont understand how much I'd love to bleed alseep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now "I love you" is a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Im sorry for wasting our time&lt;br /&gt;but you'll never know how much it hurts to awaken in a place so dim&lt;br /&gt;and my hope now has gone frail and slim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for worrying for myself and "being selfish"&lt;br /&gt;When all I really got is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm the little bit of home I got left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life loves you both of you I don't got much to worry for&lt;br /&gt;Time has helped you become strong&lt;br /&gt;but all you do still is say I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is a curse to my heart&lt;br /&gt;The great, life keeps getting on your part&lt;br /&gt;Brings me to the title you've given me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whos really being selfish in the dark?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-2016017824959331848?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2016017824959331848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-december-30-2008-selfishly-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/2016017824959331848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/2016017824959331848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-december-30-2008-selfishly-me.html' title='Tuesday, December 30, 2008    Selfishly Me'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-9115743232817424276</id><published>2010-01-18T09:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:59:37.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, January 01, 2009    Secret Suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;                 &lt;!--- blog subject ---&gt;       &lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;         &lt;label id="pBlogSubject_460334601"&gt;Secret Suicide&lt;/label&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;Current mood: &lt;img src="http://x.myspacecdn.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/blah.gif" /&gt; blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Category:&lt;/b&gt; Writing and Poetry                         &lt;/div&gt;                         &lt;!--- blog body ---&gt;                  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;About This Poem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just about feeling dead from the inside and not feeling like yourself anymore without anyone knowing you've in a way given up on yourself and your will to care. its not about killing yourself but about being lost inside that thought and the "what ifs"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Secret Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im not dead but&lt;br /&gt;I fell in this liquid darkness&lt;br /&gt;and drown within my own words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dares me to Breath this pain&lt;br /&gt;deeper then my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It calls me&lt;br /&gt;Forms an hour so dark and near to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd touch those razor kisses&lt;br /&gt;but it leaves my heart a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd bleed within two minutes&lt;br /&gt;away, I'd fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I chose to believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;yet inside there's still no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That eyes would open clearly&lt;br /&gt;and dawn I'd want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;but in me is a heart I've broken fonly&lt;br /&gt;and now im not even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-9115743232817424276?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/9115743232817424276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-january-01-2009-secret-suicide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/9115743232817424276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/9115743232817424276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday-january-01-2009-secret-suicide.html' title='Thursday, January 01, 2009    Secret Suicide'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7650565430040506872</id><published>2010-01-18T09:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:55:59.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, January 03, 2009    Why Did I Say Hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bout the poem&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This poem is about a "friend"? i guess you could call him and its just about not really feeling the same or thinking about reaching an old friendship back and also wondering why/if you'd really want to either&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:6;"&gt;Why Did I Say Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Words looked for you in real life &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Its a way to say "yes"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I've spoken to you Face to face &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;In a black and white format &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I couldn't fine you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I wanted to...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Just to feel alive again &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Just to have someone to turn to&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But I don't need this everyday hello at the same time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And It's not ever going to be the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Even though today it felt like it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Its just one day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;But Im sorry &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I don't even know who you are anymore &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Your voice sounds someone other then yourself&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And its not you I see even if I were to look hard enough &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And look deeper then the surface of your hello &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Its not the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;So why did I say hello?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7650565430040506872?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7650565430040506872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6708203196890612962</id><published>2010-01-18T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:55:18.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 07, 2009    I Dont Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;About The Poem&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This poem is about just being anger and letting people know you wont let them walk all over you ect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its also about not being afriad to show everyone and anyone that you can stand up for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New, Courier, mono;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Dont Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Soundless footsteps marched into my mind&lt;br /&gt;But I never knew I could be that person&lt;br /&gt;Its an anger that builds deep inside and today&lt;br /&gt;it help me stop the tears from flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outspoken&lt;br /&gt;my anger thru words that for some odd reason&lt;br /&gt;made me walk outside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they cheer for the bad&lt;br /&gt;and in that state I'm not sad or disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just the me I never knew I was&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Its like a sting of hope in a rotten stage&lt;br /&gt;helps me hold my head up high but a bit enraged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still me&lt;/p&gt; It's a place where pain is not acceptable&lt;br /&gt;tears don't rain&lt;br /&gt;and being walked all over will and cant ever happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its also a way to let yourself believe in false respect&lt;br /&gt;but that's better then nothing…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6708203196890612962?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6708203196890612962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-january-07-2009-i-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Monday, January 12, 2009    Dear God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About This Poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This was A letter I wrote to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yesterday&lt;br /&gt;but I decided to turn it into a poem&lt;br /&gt;HOPE you like it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:6;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindless music sway my feet to the corner of my memories&lt;br /&gt;It bleeds with the pulse of my heart to create its own beat of a time where I'm able to see where I belonged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I'd long to reach the fingertips of your truth&lt;br /&gt;and seek an even deeper life with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a hallway of scripture coded in the dark&lt;br /&gt;could you brighten the words I haven't read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me feel alive again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its to cold out to not notice the numbness of today&lt;br /&gt;because only you see how false my happiness still is as I lay to sleep for tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-37789639237611768?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/37789639237611768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6224334686458168877</id><published>2010-01-18T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:49:28.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, September 03, 2008    Like The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Like TheDay &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Why are my views like this again?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I know I'm not the only one in this position&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But somehow I know I'm alone &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My heart is heavy and spirit cold &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Hunger to keep going slipping away&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As time slows down even more&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And this light, small light dimming &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Reminding me it'll turn off soon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nothing last forever &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Just a reflection of the past&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Like a scratch CD skipping &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;To replay the same thing over and over&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Till it turns off &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;How do I turn off the noise inside my head?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;A lonely bus ride home&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Were everything is only temporary &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I still have the guts to look outside the window&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And I start to rain with the sky&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To scream with the thunder &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Don't want to live...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And die with the storm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Yet my one wish won't come true&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Why are some of us picked to hurt this much?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And almost everyday simply sucks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Because in my world wind of thoughts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Struggling to brush the hairs of time off my face&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;And to try to shelter my every last bit of hope to this earthquake &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;To only give up, surrender to the pounds of life &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;So sharp like a steal razor that use to kiss my skin &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Were to begin my unspoken story&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;To the beat I'd like to someday fade out of a lie&lt;/p&gt; Inside my happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6224334686458168877?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6224334686458168877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-september-03-2008-like-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6224334686458168877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6224334686458168877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-september-03-2008-like-day.html' title='Wednesday, September 03, 2008    Like The Day'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-114652636080500859</id><published>2010-01-18T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:41:38.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, January 13, 2009-I AM JIMMY LOPEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ABOUT THIS POEM: THIS POEM IS ABOUT WHO I AM IN A WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM JIMMY LOPEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;ust me, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;'m a kid lost in a world full of strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ost of them I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ost of them I don't want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;et I always wonder who they are, who they might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ost inside a possibility &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;nly to remember I'm nobody but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;lease don't forget me as December ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;veryday I fight with my Mind crazy like an animal locked in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; rather stay in stillness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;o calm like my old spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;y mind wonders off again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;veryday I dream of paradise &lt;/span&gt;&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/4434539674758120701-114652636080500859?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5246687087439083259</id><published>2010-01-18T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:34:34.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, February 08, 2009-Understanding</title><content type='html'>I Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This music plays a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whispering its silent memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It speak to you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like midnight walks to dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I begin to sing your quiet song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...take me with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give away the reasons to hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visible like morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking towards your everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the footsteps It takes to really look like you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5246687087439083259?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5246687087439083259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-february-08-2009-understanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5246687087439083259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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did all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4322048168483194772?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4322048168483194772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4322048168483194772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4322048168483194772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5716053791422048265</id><published>2010-01-18T09:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:30:58.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Length of Time February 20, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why have days stretch out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they seem to carry on&lt;br /&gt;like a song so old you cannot stand&lt;br /&gt;like a moment way to cruel it never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stay to watch me fall in love with dawn&lt;br /&gt;though they know I want the mornings light and sun&lt;br /&gt;but day, It only saddens and night it bitters me&lt;br /&gt;stuck right in the between&lt;br /&gt;when will you be able to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That days are timed moment in our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and our lives are way to short &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we caught ourselves on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and messes of all sorts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and day somehow still seem to long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5716053791422048265?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-88052187195844582</id><published>2010-01-18T09:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:29:40.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Page One March-10-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Page One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-By Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun is blinding even at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I press soft on this clear page full of silent lines&lt;br /&gt;soon to scream my truth as of today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thank you in this sentence&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way I know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still unsure about what I should feel...&lt;br /&gt;It's another way to ask myself if your real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;Do I even want too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first page...&lt;br /&gt;Page one&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is cluttered in every way&lt;br /&gt;but there's still and urge to say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;So I Thank you in secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still I Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4434539674758120701-88052187195844582?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/88052187195844582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/page-one-march-10-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/88052187195844582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/88052187195844582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2010/01/page-one-march-10-09.html' title='Page One March-10-09'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7330420709644921713</id><published>2009-10-01T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:15:43.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; a pedal for every emotion on my heart&lt;br /&gt;bright red roses set me apart&lt;br /&gt;The drink pain like water&lt;br /&gt;as I'm nurtured by our father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long stem&lt;br /&gt;leaf on the left&lt;br /&gt;writes an instrumental song&lt;br /&gt;that amputates the right way&lt;br /&gt;to look at life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive picked such sweet roses to look at&lt;br /&gt;but each rose left a whole unfed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thorns help my hands bleed&lt;br /&gt;to paint each rose bright red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; bleed to grow more red roses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7330420709644921713?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7330420709644921713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/10/red-roses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7330420709644921713'/><link 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href="http://myfootstepsinthedark.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myfootstepsinthedark.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8498476018394462142?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8498476018394462142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-footsteps-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8498476018394462142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8498476018394462142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-footsteps-in-dark.html' title='My FootSteps In The Dark'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7819149280235935488</id><published>2009-09-11T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:07:24.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Me Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im in the presence of reality&lt;br /&gt;but I cant help to question myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes turn gray as they fade into sleep&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are nightmares with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where he tells me the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your no good for life&lt;br /&gt;  you cant take the razor away&lt;br /&gt;watch it become you&lt;br /&gt;scratch your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watch it bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here but still absent&lt;br /&gt;and I turn into a bullet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here Im power against life&lt;br /&gt;to show you Im not real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH ME FALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill even let you pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7819149280235935488?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7819149280235935488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6030228304176475943</id><published>2009-09-11T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:39:41.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord Said "I Love You!"</title><content type='html'>Show me your stillness&lt;br /&gt;as I hold the hands of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive spoken softly tonight&lt;br /&gt;to keep my ears open to your whispers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I can sleep safely with you in mind&lt;br /&gt;Where dreams lay still as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when you said "I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is frozen in this moment&lt;br /&gt;As I'm slow dancing you stitch your spirit gently inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen but still cant hear&lt;br /&gt;fear takes me slowly again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are slow in this story&lt;br /&gt;being written, ink is low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly turn to lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write recklessly&lt;br /&gt;you erase my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and perfect each sentence&lt;br /&gt;so when I re-read over my depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I read "I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So show me your stillness&lt;br /&gt;as I hold the hands of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive spoken softly tonight&lt;br /&gt;to keep my ears open to your whispers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I can sleep safely with you in mind&lt;br /&gt;Where dreams lay still as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when you said "I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord Said "I Love You!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6030228304176475943?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1739626846417449394</id><published>2009-09-07T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:56:17.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place With You</title><content type='html'>Your eyes are crystal clear here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sand hides between my toes&lt;br /&gt;but hidden in the sand is your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dig and dig for the perfect sand to build the best sand castle I can imagine&lt;br /&gt;but talent is low today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This footstep is home&lt;br /&gt;near your waves&lt;br /&gt;I find the embrace Ive been looking for&lt;br /&gt;but loose from time to time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave me out the water&lt;br /&gt;and let me fine your presence else where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can I see your stillness in a smile&lt;br /&gt;your love in a hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in silence I loose myself but still remember you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your eyes are crystal clear here&lt;br /&gt;Alone These footsteps are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;but your eyes see my every step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I know you wont forget&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1739626846417449394?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1739626846417449394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/09/place-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that fills his eyes&lt;br /&gt;like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;he's rarely seen crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placed in and out of surroundings,&lt;br /&gt;his sky turn gray before he storms inside himself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the ground forms to mud&lt;br /&gt;he finds the love he lost long ago inside your heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here footprints in the sand are lost&lt;br /&gt;but never forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your imprint is my memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive rotten as an individual&lt;br /&gt;but this prayer will clean me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the sky ends its morning one more time without you&lt;br /&gt;and the sunrise  will awaken my faith in this situation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5417529215702639414?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5591619614805088833</id><published>2009-07-30T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:36:23.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Is...</title><content type='html'>next to me is the air you use to breath&lt;br /&gt;its a story of the week I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;one is one and two is you&lt;br /&gt;both a friend and a father I once thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;but I'm gone and your free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are clear&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;they're clear when im dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this song&lt;br /&gt;confuses my mind and my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im okay but im not&lt;br /&gt;im starving but i forgot to water these emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance like a sunflower planted in place&lt;br /&gt;with the wind hitting my face&lt;br /&gt;i dance along the time that use to be laced with your presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life stresses soil&lt;br /&gt;and I seem to fall asleep for this season&lt;br /&gt;in hope to forget I miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5591619614805088833?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5591619614805088833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/07/truth-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5591619614805088833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5591619614805088833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/07/truth-is.html' title='The Truth Is...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-2641790574143069165</id><published>2009-06-09T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:48:52.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If Thoughts Were Money,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                               &lt;em&gt;I'd Be a Millionaire"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-2641790574143069165?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2641790574143069165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/2641790574143069165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/2641790574143069165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1595742182986174911</id><published>2009-06-04T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:35:14.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;silence can be broken&lt;br /&gt;when words find a voice to speak thru&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to speak the unspoken within myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Or I can try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here air is nothing but a whisper&lt;br /&gt;hindering thoughts lock me in place&lt;br /&gt;..I stay still again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck to pretend not to have one word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silver rain falls and sharpens each sentence I'd like to one day speak&lt;br /&gt;cuts my vocal cords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I stay soundless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but silence can be broken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1595742182986174911?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1595742182986174911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/broken-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1595742182986174911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1595742182986174911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/broken-silence.html' title='Broken Silence'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4713929205638316854</id><published>2009-06-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:46:14.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9AM Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I've wanted to see your sunset again&lt;br /&gt;just so I could say good morning to you by 9AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its reds and yellow warmth hug me in its distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see your smile form by clouds stitched in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see you cry a million tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;before I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to break in your storm&lt;br /&gt;I break out loud like thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we rain a normal thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;viewed by only GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your too important to say goodnight to&lt;br /&gt;Your too important to even want to loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ill have to soon say goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Alone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; stay like the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break in your storm&lt;br /&gt;Out loud i cry like thunder&lt;br /&gt;but here in the middle of the day&lt;br /&gt;we rain like a normal thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;soon to pass away by 9AM tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4713929205638316854?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4713929205638316854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/9am-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4713929205638316854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4713929205638316854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/06/9am-today.html' title='9AM Tomorrow'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1247144529868452072</id><published>2009-05-22T13:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:17:27.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Untitled Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;It’s so dark this morning&lt;br /&gt;…and I forgot the words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my nights are still and frozen&lt;br /&gt;…Frozen I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts today are broken&lt;br /&gt;When my lights fades away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;away you are like always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so away I will Stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1247144529868452072?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1247144529868452072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-untitled-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1247144529868452072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1247144529868452072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-untitled-poem.html' title='Short Untitled Poem'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-110100339809444098</id><published>2009-05-21T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:20:28.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare To Hope</title><content type='html'>Word by word&lt;br /&gt;I read the emotional poem inside your sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its began with a joke, I couldn't smile&lt;br /&gt;And ended with a mild rain fall&lt;br /&gt;Cut in half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my Hope I sometimes close&lt;br /&gt;You dare us to open back those doors&lt;br /&gt;But I still couldn't write inside your journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name was lost inside mine a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the days go by so slow&lt;br /&gt;I rather sleep then cry Hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still Hope for a better day around December&lt;br /&gt;And when I can't seem to remember the good in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still Hope…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-110100339809444098?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/110100339809444098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/05/dare-to-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/110100339809444098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/110100339809444098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/05/dare-to-hope.html' title='Dare To Hope'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8829404550258074858</id><published>2009-04-21T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:13:07.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/Se5KqAT2a-I/AAAAAAAAADA/h-Celz8KNV0/s1600-h/l_cee9a6d4b8f0419f83f2e3a5a914dd5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327277494724094946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/Se5KqAT2a-I/AAAAAAAAADA/h-Celz8KNV0/s320/l_cee9a6d4b8f0419f83f2e3a5a914dd5e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's to late to look at me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to walk forward&lt;br /&gt;and let the night say goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here like you thought&lt;br /&gt;I've been gone all this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can no longer pretend&lt;br /&gt;that i can stay a moment longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Window smile stay locked away&lt;br /&gt;and untouchable&lt;br /&gt;kissable words taste to good&lt;br /&gt;not to say&lt;br /&gt;but such words are better left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wordless sentences make&lt;br /&gt;perfect phrases that are heard clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today I'll stay&lt;br /&gt;unspoken &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8829404550258074858?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8829404550258074858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/unspoken.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8829404550258074858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8829404550258074858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/unspoken.html' title='Unspoken'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/Se5KqAT2a-I/AAAAAAAAADA/h-Celz8KNV0/s72-c/l_cee9a6d4b8f0419f83f2e3a5a914dd5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-748665457195898412</id><published>2009-04-13T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:13:11.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I've Felt</title><content type='html'>I've waited for the day to end today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that freedom sleeps inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears don't fall in this month of April&lt;br /&gt;only rain speaks of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;but never me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my sentences are laced with lies&lt;br /&gt;I dare never to say but I cried again yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for the unspoken truth that I haven't told you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-748665457195898412?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/748665457195898412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-ive-felt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/748665457195898412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/748665457195898412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-ive-felt.html' title='How I&apos;ve Felt'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7152966798654475937</id><published>2009-03-31T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:03:09.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I want to sing to you&lt;br /&gt;Say the things I cant speak of and hide them in this melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to form some words into song&lt;br /&gt;Sing all day long&lt;br /&gt;In the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say I love you when words are spoken&lt;br /&gt;This time I’ll hide them in this soft noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost a whisper that kisses the air&lt;br /&gt;But this time I want to show you how much I really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you ever heard this song?&lt;br /&gt;Could you sing the course with me when I’m to shy&lt;br /&gt;To sing out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it with me&lt;br /&gt;In this hidden sound that falls asleep by ten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7152966798654475937?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7152966798654475937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/03/sing-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7152966798654475937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7152966798654475937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/03/sing-to-you.html' title='Sing To You'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3120054261322604945</id><published>2009-03-26T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:25:35.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words don’t mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don’t speak but that’s only because they don’t know how to talk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’ve tried so hard to make them be heard&lt;br /&gt;There still so silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words are nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a face&lt;br /&gt;Or eyes&lt;br /&gt;Or even mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can escape&lt;br /&gt;Nor replace the feelings inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words are just words&lt;br /&gt;And yes I see that&lt;br /&gt;That may be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have they ever really or truly spoken to even you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-3120054261322604945?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3120054261322604945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3120054261322604945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3120054261322604945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-words.html' title='My Words'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8189470807699373010</id><published>2009-03-10T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:46:28.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Journal</title><content type='html'>Stepping back just to look forward&lt;br /&gt;Notes here are unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secrets lay inside this pencil&lt;br /&gt;and I'll write until I break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken many times&lt;br /&gt;resharpened life to speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've smudged the Little words&lt;br /&gt;as I cried in my fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about you...&lt;br /&gt;today was written in the memory of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words where yours before I could think of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It paints a bitter smile&lt;br /&gt;It caught up to me just when I thought I was okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see them erase in the rain of my saddness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8189470807699373010?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8189470807699373010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8189470807699373010'/><link rel='self' 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to carry on&lt;br /&gt;like a song so old you cannot stand&lt;br /&gt;like a moment way to cruel it never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stay to watch me fall in love with dawn&lt;br /&gt;though they know I want the mornings light and sun&lt;br /&gt;but day, It only saddens and night it bitters me&lt;br /&gt;stuck right in the between&lt;br /&gt;when will you be able to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That days are timed moment in our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;and our lives are way to short &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;we caught ourselves on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;and messes of all sorts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;and day somehow still seem to long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&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/4434539674758120701-3121900888153274953?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3121900888153274953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/length-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3121900888153274953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3121900888153274953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/length-of-time.html' title='The Length of Time'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6316592959917202136</id><published>2009-02-14T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:47:28.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breath</title><content type='html'>This was our conversation&lt;br /&gt;Words were stitched inside the darkness&lt;br /&gt;to pierce my soul with your sentences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'll admit at first I thought all you did was suffocate the truth&lt;br /&gt;but truth was found in silence this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though your phrases cut my ability to breath&lt;br /&gt;and night stood so still so we both couldn't sleep&lt;br /&gt;we chose to sit and stay to let emotions awaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they woke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed inside the air&lt;br /&gt;we look like a thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;but in some way we both seem to care enough to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard how the thunder cries&lt;br /&gt;and you heard how rain falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tension  filled a room so thigh that  air is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;and I gasp for life  but I sank Inside that moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sank deep enough to breath a Thank you to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6316592959917202136?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6316592959917202136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-2433074138198391521</id><published>2009-02-12T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:26:01.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Page One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun is blinding even at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I press soft on this clear page full of silent lines&lt;br /&gt;soon to scream my truth as of today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thank you in this sentence&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way I know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still unsure about what I should feel...&lt;br /&gt;It's another way to ask myself if your real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;Do I even want too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first page...&lt;br /&gt;Page one&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is cluttered in every way&lt;br /&gt;but there's still and urge to say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;So I Thank you in secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still I Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&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/4434539674758120701-2433074138198391521?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/2433074138198391521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/page-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/2433074138198391521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/2433074138198391521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/page-one.html' title='Page One'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4907724726569707989</id><published>2009-02-09T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:22:19.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way You Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- By Jimmy Lopez-Garcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was more then unworthy of your love&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand your name now I can't walk away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried proving you wrong but you proved yourself to me&lt;br /&gt;and now I wonder if what I see, you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You build my spirit&lt;br /&gt;and I drew a picture of how it'd look like when we're closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cries&lt;br /&gt;and in your picture you hold onto me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I couldn't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't open my eyes and simply see&lt;br /&gt;all the time you've spent loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you love me is braided in my soul&lt;br /&gt;and you are my everything my all in all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-4907724726569707989?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4907724726569707989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/way-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4907724726569707989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4907724726569707989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/way-you-love-me.html' title='The Way You Love Me'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3372682645623787631</id><published>2009-02-08T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:51:11.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>There's so many words to say&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak them all&lt;br /&gt;I can't build a sentence&lt;br /&gt;to try to break my fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thank you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and I know you heard me to&lt;br /&gt;when there is always midnight&lt;br /&gt;where small stars light me Through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see how to see just for today&lt;br /&gt;though I break&lt;br /&gt;and I've broke all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will understand me&lt;br /&gt;understand the simple truth&lt;br /&gt;But right when I stepped inside here&lt;br /&gt;I lost the thought of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-3372682645623787631?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3372682645623787631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3372682645623787631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3372682645623787631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-113928100184400305</id><published>2009-02-01T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:03:52.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Walk Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its like a silent moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; That shies  away the sun&lt;br /&gt;The reasons you walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is why I began to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motion of your words&lt;br /&gt;tell another story&lt;br /&gt;The things I know are true&lt;br /&gt;are said by God for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works in many ways&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; chose to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hide these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give it away&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to Hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I hear you sing&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/4434539674758120701-113928100184400305?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/113928100184400305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-walk-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/113928100184400305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/113928100184400305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-walk-away.html' title='Why I Walk Away'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7413393580367979899</id><published>2009-01-31T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:59:43.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away From Me</title><content type='html'>I never noticed how sunlight was red&lt;br /&gt;inside the morning where everything's said&lt;br /&gt;where all of my memories were able to be erased like led&lt;br /&gt;yet I told you I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed night was different&lt;br /&gt;and dawn seemed to skip&lt;br /&gt;It's like a belt of worries locked around my hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know me&lt;br /&gt;you don't want to understand&lt;br /&gt;But your always there for me&lt;br /&gt;when I can't seem to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's no difference&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just gloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hate my every whisper&lt;br /&gt;laced around the moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7413393580367979899?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7413393580367979899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/away-from-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7413393580367979899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7413393580367979899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/away-from-me.html' title='Away From Me'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1160350960093583125</id><published>2009-01-27T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:58:16.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Go, Leave</title><content type='html'>I can hear your footsteps cling to the phrases of &lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like a story lost within those many times or moments we shared&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; use to &lt;strong&gt;beg you not to go&lt;/strong&gt; in secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent days simply watching the sun disappear&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you'd stay near but &lt;strong&gt;people always go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time I said "&lt;em&gt;Go, Just Leave&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck inside these profound thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Like a conflict stitched inside me&lt;br /&gt;So deep that I can no longer see&lt;br /&gt;the reason &lt;strong&gt;Not&lt;/strong&gt; to be upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You Don't Sound The Same&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem so different that I'm not even sure who you really are&lt;br /&gt;and your voice is near but I see you and &lt;strong&gt;your beyond far&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;lost&lt;/strong&gt; myself &lt;strong&gt;in distance&lt;/strong&gt; this time&lt;br /&gt;and it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this day&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt; will be the day I say no thank you and &lt;strong&gt;leave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-1160350960093583125?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1160350960093583125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-go-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1160350960093583125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1160350960093583125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-go-leave.html' title='Just Go, Leave'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7379285109833549409</id><published>2009-01-24T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:25:39.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="center"&gt;Can you hear these silent whispers disappear&lt;br /&gt;fade away into our atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still here waiting for an answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clues say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="center"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;others say its for good&lt;br /&gt;when I cant think of anything or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; is really understood &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7379285109833549409?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7379285109833549409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-note.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>Falling back&lt;br /&gt;I seem to stay stuck in stillness&lt;br /&gt;and the wellness of my being fades to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long to reach that happiness you spoke of&lt;br /&gt;disappears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I feel near to you&lt;br /&gt;you seem so far&lt;br /&gt;and far you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all take steps&lt;br /&gt;but steps get lost in time&lt;br /&gt;Echoing away I slip inside that darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy by now&lt;br /&gt;but I cant seem to stop pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where is my life heading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all i want is that point&lt;br /&gt;where life begins its ending&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5021248974382315458?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5021248974382315458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5021248974382315458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5021248974382315458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7957438704908810339</id><published>2009-01-21T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:45:08.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Panic</title><content type='html'>Footsteps pass to watch over my uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;And I replay the memories I’ve made up about you&lt;br /&gt;Just to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the craziness of time&lt;br /&gt;That sharpens my silent panic&lt;br /&gt;And by night I already feel that painful static&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of what the embrace of your words might feel like In person&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts worse now then back when&lt;br /&gt;Distance was just a possibility&lt;br /&gt;But I can even remember when you chose to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these simple facts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like an attack of truth rushed back&lt;br /&gt;And I lack the ability to hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I see you face to face&lt;br /&gt;Will be the day I’ll able to cope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-7957438704908810339?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7957438704908810339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/silent-panic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7957438704908810339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7957438704908810339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/silent-panic.html' title='Silent Panic'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8523956617601753171</id><published>2009-01-19T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:27:57.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titled Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Look How chilly they smirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;window smile say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugly&lt;br /&gt;empty flavored blood&lt;br /&gt;softly break me all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our frozen sleep&lt;br /&gt;slept before sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swallow my thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream all we can&lt;br /&gt;or evil could rust inside you&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/4434539674758120701-8523956617601753171?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8523956617601753171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/titled-untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8523956617601753171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8523956617601753171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/titled-untitled.html' title='Titled Untitled'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3074340919194861585</id><published>2009-01-16T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:25:00.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Couln't see Me Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez-Garcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="center"&gt;Its a dark sidewalk to dark to even take small step&lt;br /&gt;but still I took those steps secretly that god only knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down that road I see this lifeless face in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;cold room locked within myself&lt;br /&gt;and all I can hear is a voice saying "&lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you near when I cant smile&lt;br /&gt;I faked my laughter today&lt;br /&gt;yet you thought it was real&lt;br /&gt;and how can you say I've been pretending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="center"&gt;when my pretending wasn't even visible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around those streets are empty crowds&lt;br /&gt;the fill up spaces but not around&lt;br /&gt;They say they're real and they'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but silent whisper say "They don't care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can't help but to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it way to dark to even see your face&lt;br /&gt;your voice is distant and out of place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you were never sorry for blowing out the candle&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/4434539674758120701-3074340919194861585?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3074340919194861585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-coulnt-see-me-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3074340919194861585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3074340919194861585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-coulnt-see-me-here.html' title='You Couln&apos;t see Me Here'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-7419952824761832467</id><published>2009-01-15T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:49:21.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Always Brought Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;winter can break a smile&lt;br /&gt;calm the sun&lt;br /&gt;make the wind blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold kisses frostbite my&lt;br /&gt;long to love hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I choose to look down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are blinded from anything that could be good&lt;br /&gt;its like fear rushed back to block everything&lt;br /&gt;I once again misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything or forever means nothing and temporary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the sweetness of night its false romance&lt;br /&gt;of how beautiful starts shine like tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me to for some odd reason not smile upon the memories&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to timidly cherish openly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stay here to only try to fall in love with my solitude&lt;br /&gt;I'd truly like to abandon&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/4434539674758120701-7419952824761832467?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7419952824761832467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-always-brought-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7419952824761832467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/7419952824761832467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-always-brought-back.html' title='I&apos;m Always Brought Back'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5509024935344104575</id><published>2009-01-13T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:24:06.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;keep asking why I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I don't know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cant see why there's reasons to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Or hear you say a promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but I can't hear the things you've said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I woke-up today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;open my eyes just to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The sky was red&lt;br /&gt;and everything was white it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But I saw you in memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and you where there all along this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&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/4434539674758120701-5509024935344104575?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5509024935344104575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5509024935344104575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5509024935344104575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-do.html' title='This Time...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-1067877960914815362</id><published>2009-01-12T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:38:47.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Need You Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About This Poem&lt;/span&gt;:This poem is about someone new and being able to feel like you can trust them even if you dont know them that much and ending is about wanting to say thanks for trying to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've almost let you become a friend I promised I'd never let myself have again&lt;br /&gt;I don't need more people but somehow I can trust you more then them&lt;br /&gt;and this I don't pretend to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that your there and I believe it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you stay in that state of where we joke&lt;br /&gt;and plaster a smile&lt;br /&gt;we both seem to force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that ride back turned to silent roars&lt;br /&gt;of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for one moment I almost wanted to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost called you my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost turned back and said thank you&lt;br /&gt;once again to a stranger I rather hate&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/4434539674758120701-1067877960914815362?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1067877960914815362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-need-you-around.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1067877960914815362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/1067877960914815362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-need-you-around.html' title='I Don&apos;t Need You Around'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5179811594349618853</id><published>2009-01-03T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:44:32.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Say GoodBye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I fear the day the day I smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I know by now how to handle pain&lt;br /&gt;but the game of happiness is a whole new level&lt;br /&gt;when that blissful moment comes to an end how will I cope&lt;br /&gt;and learn to loose that friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"I'll miss you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When your gone&lt;br /&gt;and knowing you know as much as you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will I be just another story to add to your list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll find a moment a moment of hate&lt;br /&gt;just to hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;just to make that goodbye&lt;br /&gt;easy,easier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will you loose as much sleep as I will&lt;br /&gt;or are you looking forward for that day to come to an end&lt;br /&gt;and sleep again in your old life before you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If it hurts this much right now to think about it&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know how much it'll hurt that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I barley know you my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;…Can I even call you one if that's so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But I don't to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see another one go&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'll learn to say goodbye again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"GoodBye"&lt;br /&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/4434539674758120701-5179811594349618853?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5179811594349618853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-say-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5179811594349618853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5179811594349618853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-say-goodbye.html' title='To Say GoodBye'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-4170882217739422</id><published>2008-12-31T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:28:18.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVu0uoV5PmI/AAAAAAAAACY/vPJ16YAg31s/s1600-h/photography-136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286017300845641314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVu0uoV5PmI/AAAAAAAAACY/vPJ16YAg31s/s320/photography-136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soundly&lt;/span&gt; screams sound like silent whispers to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;as well&lt;/span&gt; now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you cant follow me nor see me down here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so runaway I don't want you watching me as I bleed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just keep running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the only promise you've kept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the only one you could keep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for the sweet lies I should have known them all along because they were just artificially sweeten words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How come you all of you still mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean a thing to myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but only when you cant see me eye to eye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hate You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but only when you haven't replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hate You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Just Want To Hate You....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo From PhotoBucket.com&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/4434539674758120701-4170882217739422?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4170882217739422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4170882217739422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/4170882217739422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-you.html' title='I Hate You'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVu0uoV5PmI/AAAAAAAAACY/vPJ16YAg31s/s72-c/photography-136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3254965193780772581</id><published>2008-12-30T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:27:24.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Come (Original Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;About This Poem: &lt;/em&gt;There are &lt;em&gt;2&lt;/em&gt; versions of the poem. they're both titled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How Come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and this poem was a poem I wrote when I was 13 years old. Yes I found a poem I wrote when I was a little little kid...But anyways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; the original version along with the re-write version I wrote both at age 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jimmy Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How Come (Original Version)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How Come it's me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; always wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the one with the broken song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the one with no smile just a frown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; right where you left me on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;How Come its me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; I go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When will I feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Could you Give me a letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A letter from you to me&lt;br /&gt;but your letter had nothing inside it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;How Come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How Come (Final Version)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How Come its me thats always wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The one with a broken song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The one with a fake smile a true frown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and me on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How Come its me all alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even when im at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at school its not better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just give me a letter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A letter of fate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A letter of death &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A letter with nothing inside it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How Come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&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/4434539674758120701-3254965193780772581?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3254965193780772581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-come-original-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3254965193780772581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/3254965193780772581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-come-original-version.html' title='How Come (Original Version)'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-3784611802473187556</id><published>2008-12-29T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:00:54.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Jimmy Lopez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVj7bQyzl8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/fTErpQk-5MA/s1600-h/l_e57c3edb1ba00fed8b349c4ac2e29494.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285250608502380482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVj7bQyzl8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/fTErpQk-5MA/s320/l_e57c3edb1ba00fed8b349c4ac2e29494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;ust me, myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;'m a kid lost in a world full of strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ost of them I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ost of them I don't want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;et I always wonder who they are, who they might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ost inside a possibility &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;nly to remember I'm nobody but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;lease don't forget me as December ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;veryday I fight with my Mind crazy like an animal locked in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; rather stay in stillness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;o calm like my old spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;y mind wonders off again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;veryday I dream of paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-3784611802473187556?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3784611802473187556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-jimmy-lopez.html#comment-form' 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-4434539674758120701.post-5556586380437645101</id><published>2008-12-27T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:21:04.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Saw You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVaNwsujT6I/AAAAAAAAACA/yxeNNcU-K3s/s1600-h/Photography_Manipulations_by_pokefr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284567080545505186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVaNwsujT6I/AAAAAAAAACA/yxeNNcU-K3s/s320/Photography_Manipulations_by_pokefr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the was day really ends&lt;br /&gt;Silently I whisper “&lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can look up at this day, I know I’m still alive&lt;br /&gt;But I look down and I can’t smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dead?&lt;br /&gt;Am I still real and can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I still breathe&lt;br /&gt;Unwillingly&lt;br /&gt;But I still breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I count my heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Faster and faster it beats&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not worried about it stopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I say “&lt;em&gt;Goodnigh&lt;/em&gt;t” is a word of darkness&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me I’ve failed to say “&lt;em&gt;Good morning&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;But everyday is the end&lt;br /&gt;And I wait for you to see my reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never saw the way I try to mend my broken smile&lt;br /&gt;And I also tried asking if you could stay a while before you saw me&lt;br /&gt;But day ends so fast and it’s a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll see you go anyways so just leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes follow the pain of time&lt;br /&gt;And all this time I thought it was there to mock me&lt;br /&gt;But time hurts more then I ever had&lt;br /&gt; And now I know why it hurt real bad before I saw you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo From PhotoBucket.com&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/4434539674758120701-5556586380437645101?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5556586380437645101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/before-i-saw-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5556586380437645101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Why December Cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVEtqoceLVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mdkOxtzoSSs/s1600-h/snowing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283054048316894546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVEtqoceLVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mdkOxtzoSSs/s320/snowing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just breath don't forget your alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remember the way December tried to smile&lt;br /&gt;at least she tried to unlike me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I heard her cry again&lt;br /&gt;and she pretends and lets you see false beauty&lt;br /&gt;fall like glitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just frozen rain yet she still lies&lt;br /&gt;like i did when they saw me crying&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" I said that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She feels empty, its her holiday&lt;br /&gt;and everyone thinks shes perfect&lt;br /&gt;but she owns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all she can is look back and forth&lt;br /&gt;so can you see how stuck she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can even reach the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So I could understand why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; cries on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not the reason she'd lie to me&lt;br /&gt;shes a reflection of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shes really just a month&lt;br /&gt;but her name was also temporary&lt;br /&gt;and I'll she her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sometime&lt;/span&gt; soon when its not to cold out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture From PhotoBucket.Com&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/4434539674758120701-8088006641263077877?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8088006641263077877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8088006641263077877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8088006641263077877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-d.html' title='Why December Cries'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SVEtqoceLVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mdkOxtzoSSs/s72-c/snowing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6986956214828334950</id><published>2008-12-22T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:17:09.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SU_0VK66vNI/AAAAAAAAABw/afXYEF4_AOY/s1600-h/l_a6648b4c7c3ab9478e85a7e29c288d74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282709532474784978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SU_0VK66vNI/AAAAAAAAABw/afXYEF4_AOY/s320/l_a6648b4c7c3ab9478e85a7e29c288d74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time consumes me to a still moment&lt;br /&gt;Were everything stays the same just to help me cope To make me believe I'll be okay for good now&lt;br /&gt;Because time increases hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say they'll be there&lt;br /&gt;But really time changes hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left in that moment alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I really need anyone anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rather leave say goodbye first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before I have to pretend that I wont miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I'm okay now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I'll be fine cause I know your always going to be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Misunderstanding everything…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How was this life was supposed to be lived?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And were did I turn wrong now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do I end up doing to hurt this much again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE this fake smile plastered on my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With just one look back and no feeling to help replace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thought of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll watch the sunset go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But unlike everything else I know It'll come back soon…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but will I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I really stay and see if time will change everything again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or go some were new leave everything behind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And start over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone needs a fresh start at one point in their life…right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or do we have to deserve it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant take this anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just want to change everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before time gets to it first and claws my heart and helps it bleed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6986956214828334950?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6986956214828334950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6986956214828334950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6986956214828334950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SU_0VK66vNI/AAAAAAAAABw/afXYEF4_AOY/s72-c/l_a6648b4c7c3ab9478e85a7e29c288d74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-6309042940630161283</id><published>2008-12-20T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:42:36.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Now...</title><content type='html'>What do we do when it's all said and done.&lt;br /&gt;do we runaway or stay to only find out we're unimportant?&lt;br /&gt;The week is over and all I can feel is falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust...Love...Friendship&lt;br /&gt;It all seems unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fall asleep and awaken in the arms or sorrow&lt;br /&gt;whats the point in waking up right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I forget how to smile I can look back into the past&lt;br /&gt;Whos to help a person like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the time to mend somthing this broken?&lt;br /&gt;You think all you have to do is listen...&lt;br /&gt;Tell It lies......&lt;br /&gt;Say what it wants to hear...&lt;br /&gt;Right?okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One = Himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me alone like always we all mess up&lt;br /&gt;some more then others&lt;br /&gt;but we're only human right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Listen to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugs = Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Cuts = Stressless&lt;br /&gt;Death = Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When scars remind us that you know nothing but saddness&lt;br /&gt;makes it seem like pain is our Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what i'm saying is that whos "real" anymore&lt;br /&gt;Real Friend, Person, Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been stuck with people who dont give a damn about me&lt;br /&gt;and I'm done being used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I dont want "friends" because I dont like being left Behind&lt;br /&gt;but maybe they dont leave me behind maybe I just can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;but then again maybe they dont want me to&lt;br /&gt;maybe the only reason they move or go so fast is because they got sick of me&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth sometimes i think this is all just bad dream&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still waiting for the day i wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought that maybe when we "Die" or "Pass Away"we're not dead&lt;br /&gt;we just woke up from a Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Wake Up From Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Perfect Nobody&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-6309042940630161283?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/6309042940630161283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6309042940630161283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/6309042940630161283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-now.html' title='What Now...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-259603177391049091</id><published>2008-12-18T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:35:39.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Closed Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUrPwquZJ8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tG3B8dQjKok/s1600-h/l_d0e956c5b8567bc5c8329855f314c0fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281261948054874050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUrPwquZJ8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tG3B8dQjKok/s320/l_d0e956c5b8567bc5c8329855f314c0fc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;-By Jimmy L.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Were I lay to sleep is never home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I awaken in a dream to never want to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twisted nightmares go flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but never make me runaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yet still I turn and look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;such a waste of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your words flow as if they were mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;repeating simple sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and still I fake this smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to me, to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This day ends, my door shuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes rain like the sky in an April storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and these thought I over think blindly&lt;br /&gt;stay stuck and unexposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I drown and sink under them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And still my eyes are closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-259603177391049091?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/259603177391049091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/with-closed-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/259603177391049091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/259603177391049091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/with-closed-eyes.html' title='With Closed Eyes'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUrPwquZJ8I/AAAAAAAAABg/tG3B8dQjKok/s72-c/l_d0e956c5b8567bc5c8329855f314c0fc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8720352878201597151</id><published>2008-12-13T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:53:47.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hes Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUPqudoCcTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ej5qzfm65Yo/s1600-h/1562767676_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279321272155795762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUPqudoCcTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ej5qzfm65Yo/s320/1562767676_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 2 to So Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a World were to die is the only way to get some rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more he want to forget the more he seems to fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to understand poor kid lifelessly sitting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sitting, waiting for a chance to smile again a real chance to live this time but no hes just sitting there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; that maybe this time he'll forget how much hes cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unimportant&lt;/span&gt; hes become. The world slowly forgetting he still alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...He still hates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;himself&lt;/span&gt;, still thinks everything will stay the same because so far nothing has changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he want to find home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can he run... keep running &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He still lives to sleep and dream that tomorrow will be a better day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to feel even better to let you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but would he let go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8720352878201597151?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8720352878201597151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8720352878201597151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8720352878201597151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-stuck.html' title='Hes Stuck'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUPqudoCcTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ej5qzfm65Yo/s72-c/1562767676_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-8986501269121310442</id><published>2008-12-11T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:39:18.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278648479941265170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUGG0zUOBxI/AAAAAAAAABI/M_RC3ioMbyI/s320/l_1884eb00e85a5a9db7cd2cdff2627778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-By Jimmy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Opens&lt;/span&gt; his eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lost so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt; he still smiles... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes he&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; forgets&lt;/span&gt; to slow &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; down and keeps running to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but could he get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt;? Do we really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what he's up to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clock ticks&lt;/span&gt; and hes a step &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt; but a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;step&lt;/span&gt; closer to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what...&lt;/span&gt; A step closer to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who... D&lt;/span&gt;o we know or will we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time is so still a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tear&lt;/span&gt; drop &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;falls&lt;/span&gt; but feels like hes been Crying for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its funny to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretend&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perfect, &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but foolishly he acts that part. when you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; away you think hes still there &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt; but secretly hes&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fallen&lt;/span&gt; apart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Part 2 (He's Stuck) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coming&lt;/span&gt; soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-8986501269121310442?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/8986501269121310442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-still.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8986501269121310442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/8986501269121310442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-still.html' title='So Still'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SUGG0zUOBxI/AAAAAAAAABI/M_RC3ioMbyI/s72-c/l_1884eb00e85a5a9db7cd2cdff2627778.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5923567731723826596</id><published>2008-12-10T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:38:41.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Thursday...</title><content type='html'>-By Jimmy Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember the last real conversation we had&lt;br /&gt;Where day was ending into silent dreams&lt;br /&gt;But it was okay because you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where heart ace shimmered in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And counted plains took them high&lt;br /&gt;To help me forget I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I add these several tears to the lake below&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone's sorrow drowns alive&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be okay because you said so&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In public time disappears&lt;br /&gt;As countless cars race by&lt;br /&gt;In hope to push my pain in front of them&lt;br /&gt;But that pain is mine&lt;br /&gt;And that's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was okay that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember our last conversation we had&lt;br /&gt;Where day ended into silent dreams&lt;br /&gt;But it was okay because you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5923567731723826596?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5923567731723826596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5923567731723826596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5923567731723826596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-thursday.html' title='Remember Thursday...'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434539674758120701.post-5137578003842505960</id><published>2008-12-10T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:43:26.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When They Say Welcome?</title><content type='html'>There’s a new time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;A new place and new thoughts. I’m not going to go full out crazy and type away my ideas and hope you read what I’ve posted, don’t get me wrong I do hope you enjoy what I have to say but I wont force you to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im Jimmy Lopez...&lt;br /&gt;And i guess I always have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;I love writing poetry and short stories so I guess that’s what ill be doing mostly on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks for your time and I hope you come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jimmy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434539674758120701-5137578003842505960?l=jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/5137578003842505960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-they-say-welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5137578003842505960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434539674758120701/posts/default/5137578003842505960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimmylopezgarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-they-say-welcome.html' title='When They Say Welcome?'/><author><name>Jimmy Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06092487351517624851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y6Fppk-WU/SqaG8dNdYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/jdh3TomOAc8/S220/n1279050170_30102066_1544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
