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• January 04, 2010
• 0:27

  Walls Divine Intervention

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Keep wondering what I'll give upbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Just to be with youbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"To really fall in love with youbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Fall completely for youbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"But why break these wallsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"When I don't knowbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"What's on the other sidebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Just to build them up againbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"But I'll never knowbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"If I'll find a desert behind these wallsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Yet I'll never knowbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"If I'll find an oasis waiting for mebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"How will I ever know?br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Unless these walls come downbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"And I wish for them to come downbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"To finally tumble and never come upbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Maybe all I need is a signbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Maybe not from youbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"But from big daddy abovebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"That 'tis okaybr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"To finally let go,br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"To warm into your armsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"No wallsbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Just me/spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7427730952514699504?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• December 30, 2009
• 3:58

  Hairvolution

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDmB_Q6LHKk/S0f5yyySe_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/POKEtlBYuoU/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100106_26.jpg"img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDmB_Q6LHKk/S0f5yyySe_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/POKEtlBYuoU/s320/Snapshot_20100106_26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424578927212526578" border="0" //abr /div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span style="font-size:100%;"Today I took a bold stepbr /To axe off that which kept me in bondagebr /Draining my pockets with that promisebr /The deceit of looking sexy and beautifulbr /And that it was the only tobr /br /Today I took a bold stepbr /To chop of that silky black straight hairbr /I'm unable to maintainbr /I can't keep up withbr /Because I can't afford tobr /br /I embrace the hairvolutionbr /I welcome my short natural hairbr /:-)br /br /br //span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8568228467129159724?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• December 04, 2009
• 4:32

  Chapter 1

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" I was hoping to post once a week but I am really inspired. Here is Chapter 1. Honest feedback please.../spanspan style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style="font-size:100%;"buspan style=""Chapter 1o:p/o:p/span/u/b br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style=";font-size:100%;" It was told to her that she was born pre-mature at seven and half months and her birth had caused her mother so much pain. She had often wondered why her younger brother by a year and a half grew very fast like a genetically modified crop while her height remained stagnant. Every year on her birthday, her father would mark the wall to record her height. But after her twelfth birthday, there was no more use marking the wall. It seemed as though she was destined to be short. Yet, her father thought otherwise and blamed her vertical challenge on her lack of consumption of vegetables. At least now she could blame her short stature on her pre-mature birth. It made perfect sense, no?/spanspan style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style=";font-size:100%;" Her name was Adwoa Kyeremateng Nyarko and she was barely five feet tall. Despite the effect that her early birth had on her height, it did not seem to impact in anyway the development of her hormones. Soon, she had two huge balls of breast which cause her much discomfort and with the onset of her menstrual cycle, she felt she was doomed. Every month she felt that she was being punished for causing her mother pain at childbirth. The whole concept of femininity was a disturbing transition for her and you couldn’t blame her. Adwoa had grown up in her grandmother’s house where she was the only granddaughter among the many grandchildren. She had grown up playing with Lego (also because her mother thought Barbie® useless), playing soccer with her brother and male cousins and of course playing the video games. My, did she love those video games and she was good at them. She would often challenge the boys to Mortal Combat or Street Fighter because she was confident that she would win and often she did without even knowing what controls she was pressing. /spanspan style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style=";font-size:100%;" Now she couldn’t hang out with the boys as much anymore because she was “supposed” to behave like a lady. Since her first shedding of blood, her mother said hanging out with and around boys was dangerous but this baffled her. She always hung out with boys and that was what she was used to. It was no surprise then that she hated her femininity so much. With time she had all these feelings that she wanted to express and now the hormones weren’t helping it. Before she turned 13, she had self-diagnosed as melancholic. But there was no way to express it because it was unheard of in her Christian Ghanaian home; children’s feelings were unimportant and such feelings were stirred up by the devil. Daddy would ask her to pray for God to take such feelings away because it was in the mind or she was making them up. Every time her feelings were dismissed, it became unbearable to have them inside because they were eating her up so she would write them down. One day she wrote to daddy to let him know that she was running away, which did not of course. For where was she going to run to except her granny’s house. At the age of six, Adwoa’s family had moved to an apartment of their own in another town not too far from her granny’s. She now lived with her mother, father and younger brother. There were no more male cousins to fuel her tomboy behavior or boys to hang with without getting in trouble with her mother. /spanspan style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style=";font-size:100%;" o:p/o:p/spanspan style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"span style=";font-size:100%;" Oh, yes her mother. Her mother was another reason for her state of melancholy. Tina did not know why but she had always felt that her mother did not like her. Often she would think that she was adopted or perchance the woman she called her mother was her step-mother who married her father after her real mother died. And there was also the theory that the woman she now called her mother had stolen her from her mother while she was at the hospital. Whatever the theory was, nothing she ever did seemed right to her mother and it didn’t help that it seemed that her younger brother got preferential treatment. It was either Tina laughed too much, slept too much, was irresponsible because she didn’t pick up after her younger brother’s mess or made a slight grammatical error with the English language (which was not even her native language). Her younger brother on the other hand got a free pass because all his “sins” were blamed on Tina because she was the older sibling and oh yes, she was punished for those sins including hers. The belts that adorned her mother’s wardrobe and theirs had kissed her young fragile skins so many times that she knew how each belt felt without even looking at it. As the girl, she was supposed to do the house chores regardless of whether or not her brother joined in. After all, her parents were raising her up to be a good woman, a potential good wife and a good wife had to know how to take care of her home. But she knew that wasn’t what she was supposed to do. She wanted to be free to have fun with her brother and his friend; just be a child. Her mother’s sudden departure for England when she was thirteen to work didn’t help but rather fueled the “tension” between her and her mother. To Adwoa, she felt she had been robbed of her adolescence because she was forced to grow up quickly by doing all the house chores and other duties her mother was supposed to do. In her quest to escape the regime she now found herself in, Adwoa sought attention elsewhere and now that her mother was not there, maybe now she could play with the boys. o:p/o:p/spanspan style="font-size:100%;" br //span/divdiv style="text-align: justify;" br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4603584226224028085?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• December 02, 2009
• 1:56

  Under Arrest or Confession of the Confused?

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"/spandiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I have wanted to write (not poetry) for a while now. Today I got inspired to start. It's a bit rough but I'm writing down my first thoughts and what comes to me. I am torn between calling the writing project "Under Arrest" or "Confession of the Confused". I guess after I'm done it will become clearer on what I should call it./spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;" I would like honest feed back on the work I post and I would try and post at least once a week (amidst examinations). For now, here is the introduction./spanbr //divbr /stronguspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Introduction:/span/u/strongbr /span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"/spanbr /div style="text-align: justify;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"She could not fathom why she felt the way she did for him. One would think she would know why she was so drawn to him but there was no explanation. All she knew was that he made her laugh, a lot and she liked him, a lot. She had liked him from their first communication, which wasn’t really a communication. And when they spoke on the phone for the first time, she knew she was smitten. But now she was swollen with emotions of confusion and these emotions could not be verbalized. The only way she knew best to deal with them was to write about them. /spanspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"This wasn’t the first time she had written about him though. The first time was before they had met in person yet even then her feelings were all so consuming. She remembered what she wrote and it brought a smile to her face, amidst the tears that were eagerly waiting to be shed. It was a poem and she had called it “DJ, what you do”;/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"br /I hope it’s just a crush, nothing more/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Yet every time I talk to you I can feel the butterflies/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I don’t know why I miss you but I do/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I haven’t even seen you before/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Yet you invade my thoughts even when I try not to think/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"em/em/spandiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"“Medo”! I want you but you seem to want someone else/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I try to hide it but I guess you see right through me/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You’re too sweet to be true but I like that/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You may be young but you’re more of a man than others/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I just hope it’s a crush and nothing more/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"DJ, I wonder why Kynni calls you that/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I don’t know why God sent you into my life/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Cos you break my frown with your laugh/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Oh! How I wish we were more than friends/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But I barely know you even as a friend /span/em/divdiv style="text-align: center;"/divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"What we need is more time, you know/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"emBut I wonder if that will even make a difference?/embr //spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"She would never forget the face day she saw him. She was giddy and excited, the way she had felt when daddy would pick her up from school. She didn’t know what to expect. It was a cold wintry day and that didn’t help her evident state of nervousness. She kept wondering “What if my height puts him off?” and “What if I am not pretty enough”? However, those thoughts were rudely interrupted by comments of "Isn't that Brian?" and "Eish, Brian is coming, oh!". There were others around; her friends, yet she felt all alone. He was getting closer, faster than she had wished and so she smiled to disguise her thoughts and fears. Soon, he was so close and she could put a face and figure to the name, to that voice. But as if her fears were not enough, he blurted out “Heh! You’re short oh!” She laughed and it was a fake laugh amidst a fake smile but since all her friends were laughing, what could she do?/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"This was a while back; two months ago. She looked back and kept wondering why she didn’t keep things that way. At least she wouldn’t be in the state that she was; confused and troubled by what she felt. Between their first rendezvous and today, more had transpired. She had gone to visit him at his University; he had bought her a bus ticket for her to come and visit, which she did. She didn’t know what to expect of this trip but she was at least hopeful that something would happen between them. She had spent two days with him alone but now she was more confused than she was before she left. Now she couldn’t hold back her tears and her emotions. With Katherine McPhee's "Over it" softly playing in the background and tears caressing her cheeks, she started to write …br //spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why do you invade my thoughts? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Sneaking into my mind… /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Flooding everything I think with images of you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Images that seem not to disappear /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So I try hard to think of something else /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But you just won’t go away? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why do you torment my soul, my mind, my being? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I reach out to you but withdraw /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I want to have you for myself /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But I don’t want you, not now /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I yearn for your love, your attention /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But I don’t want you, not now I mean /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So why can’t I kick you out /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Chase you out so my thoughts can be free of you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Night after night, I lie alone although you’re there /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"There in my thoughts, my dreams /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"All is bliss with you there /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So peaceful just like you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Your smile, your warmth… /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"With you, everything is so easy, so smooth /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I want you but I don’t want you now /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I yearn for your love, your attention but not now /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So why do you torment me this much /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why do you make all my worries disappear? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Knowing I can’t be with you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Knowing I can’t share them with you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You’re right! You’re a free man, free agent! /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Free to do as you please with whom you please /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I’ll pretend not to care but that will be lying /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Lying to myself and to you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I don’t know why I keep up with this facade /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"This deceit of just wanting to be friends /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Don’t you see it, can’t you sense it /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Do I need to prop your eyes open? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Do you need to be fed the truth before you can see? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Do you need to be told before you know? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"What else is there to be said for you to acknowledge /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Can’t you tell my reactions are different from the others? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I can’t even look you in the eyes…br //span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Am I asking for too much? Maybe? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Wait! What am I asking for again? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You? But I’m not even ready for you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So why do I fret? Worry? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"It’ll be easy if you’ll go away /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You’ll leave my thoughts /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You’ll stop invading my dreams /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You’ll stop being as sweet as you are /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"You’ll stop being you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Being bubbly, warm, just you! /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But that will be asking for too much /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"That will mean you being non-existent /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"And that will be selfish of me /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;""We’re just friends", I keep telling everyone /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But I keep wishing we could be more than that /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But I won’t push it, if it’s meant to be, it’ll be /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"If not, I’ve just got to deal with it /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Deal with just being a friend /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"After all, life must go on, shouldn’t it? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I keep saying this feeling will fade /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Yet is keeps getting stronger everyday /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I lie to myself saying there is nothing /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"But reality hits and it’s there /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"If it weren’t there, why would I care? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why would I be sad when you don’t call, just one day? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why would I sulk when we have to say goodnight? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"embr //em/divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Am I going crazy? Do I need help? Maybe I do… /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"What is this that I feel? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Don’t fool me and tell me it’s nothing /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I know it’s not a crush or infatuation /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"It would have vanished a long time ago /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"It’s not love! That I know for sure /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"It’s not lust! Thank God! /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So what is it? Is it even requited? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why does it torment my being? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why does it drive me crazy? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I’m not ready for anything or you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"So why do I yearn for you? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why do my senses fail me when I talk to you? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why can’t I compose myself when around you?/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"I don’t want anything so what am I asking for? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Wait! I’m confused… /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"If I don’t want anything why this confession?/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Why this baring of my soul? /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Maybe you’ll stop invading my thoughts now/span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Maybe I’ll sleep and not dream of you /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Maybe this feeling I feel will go awaybr //span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Maybe, /span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"emspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"Yet, maybe NOT!br //span/embr //divdiv style="text-align: justify;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"She had hoped this confession would set her free and remove the clouds of confusion from her heart. But now she knew this was only the beginning…/span /div/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4862638173758500697?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 18, 2009
• 20:37

  Flash backs I

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  div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"They had been childhood friendsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"He and his boys would come overbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"To ride her younger brother's bikebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Watch power rangers and VHSbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"i(/iiBack in that day, it was the ish)/ibr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Back then she was part of the boys boysbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Now things were differentbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"She was 14, he was 18br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"She would sit by her windowbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Cry whenever he left for schoolbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"She wanted himbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"For why would she cry?br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"His heart did not yearn for hersbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"But rather desired her innocencebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"With whispers of nothingnessbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"He had her, for 2 weeks at leastbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"But when he was donebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"She was robbed of her innocencebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"After fourteen daysbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"She was no longer naivebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"She had done it allbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Save given up her virginitybr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"And with that began her declinebr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-2845077329223359979?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 17, 2009
• 8:09

  Time and tide waits for no man

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  div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"span style=";font-size:100%;" Without asking I waited /spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Hoping you'd come around/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Realize I was good for you/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" That I was all you needed/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br /br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Now you ask me to wait/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Hang in there for you/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" To get your act together/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Because now you want me/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br /br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Time waits for no man/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" I have been told/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" And you had my heart/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" Even without asking for it/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br /br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" But time waits for no man/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //spanspan style=";font-size:100%;" And I am not waitng for any man/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"br //span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3463178914615404324?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 10, 2009
• 18:13

  Swine Flu....So apparentely I have it

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  div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"So I never thought I would get the H1N1 virus, a.k.a the flu of the swine because in my mind, Africans done get swine flu.. But I came down with the H1N1 virus this weekend and I am under quarantine right now. The parents are so worried that it even makes me feel like I am going to die. Daddy wants to come and pick me up from school and take me home. have to keep telling him "mister I will give you the flu of the swine, as well as the people on the bus if you come and pick me up".br /br /Swine flu just feels like you have malaria and because I haven't had malaria in while it really HIT me! wow. And here is not like Ghana where I would have been on drips and all. They just gave me pain killers, told me to drink lots of fluid and SLEEP! So, I've been doing a lot of that...sleeping I mean. I guess I needed this break.br /br /Bloggers, take the flu shot if you haven't and stay away from anyone who coughs like their lives depends on it.br /br /From my sick bed,br /midgiechicbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8892849259410253920?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 08, 2009
• 18:59

  Remember the times - Finale

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  div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Today I had a dreambr /And 'twas about youbr /Just you, me and my daddybr /And oh some children you adoptedbr /And it was just like old times/spanbr //spandiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"br //spandiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"There was a large gathering/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Almost festive but somewhat dreary/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"To celebrate NO! to honor you/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Speeches were given of your impact/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Some cried, others did not/span/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br //spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Through it all you remained silent/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Not even nodding or flinching/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I wondered if your agreed with them/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But your German bride/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Overwhelmed with emotions/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Had to be held/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br /The stitches were still there/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"From your forehead /spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"To the back of your neck/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The tumor was really invasive/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But I hear the doctors were good/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Really good/span/spanspan style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br //spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"At least that's what I heard/spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But if they were so good.../spanbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Why are you dead?/spanbr //span/div/div/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5413475253386586059?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 05, 2009
• 5:56

  Remember the times - part II

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  div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Today I had a dreambr /And 'twas about youbr /Just you, me and my daddybr /And oh some children you adoptedbr /And it was just like old timesbr /br /But she wasn't therebr /Your German queen I meanbr /There was no huffing and puffingbr /From her chronic smokingbr /br /And oh there was nobr /"Opk, go and bring me beer"br /"Star beer, chilled"br /Like you used to ask every 30 minutesbr /br /But oh there a line, a long onebr /From your foreheadbr /To the back of your neckbr /And it had stitchesbr //span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7032353288677862093?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 04, 2009
• 16:42

  Remember the times - part I

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  span style="font-size: small;"/spandiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Today I had a dream/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"And 'twas about you/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Just you, me and my daddy/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"And oh some children you adopted/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;" And it was just like old times/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"You teased me about my boyfriend "Theophilus"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Although I knew none by such name/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"I marveled at the degeneration of your English/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Amazed by the fluency of your German and Akwapim Twi/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"You continually showered me with German chocolate/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Knowing I had a soft spot for them/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"The year was never complete/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"With you, Labadi beach and Christmas parties/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"Your presence was the catalyst/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size: small;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif;"That agglutinated the familybr //span/spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-255284037371137984?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• November 03, 2009
• 16:00

  Ingratitude

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text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"And my pridenbsp;/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"Lead to my fallnbsp;/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"Not knowing how proud I wasnbsp;/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"Till I hit rock bottom and I hit hardnbsp;/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"But I gained/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"A reawakening of my beingnbsp;/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"My purpose was made clear/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"nbsp;And one thing I know/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"That without you/spanbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"span style="font-size: 11pt;"I am not me /spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1810989469046288082?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• October 30, 2009
• 14:26

  Forces of Attraction

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  div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"I liebr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Awakebr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Darkness drawn nighbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Midnight hour,br /Hoping forbr /Whispers ofbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Sweet nothingsbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"From youbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"I walkbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"My mindbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Consumed withbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Thoughts of you,br //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Your lovebr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Your heartbr /Your mindbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"I desirebr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"My heartbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"My mindbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"My bodybr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Magnetizedbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Towards youbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Only youbr //divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"Your lovebr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"span style=""I want!/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-9021363856192622288?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 28, 2009
• 18:35

  Wishes Horses, Beggars Ridders

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  div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Many wishesbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Several dreamsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Many blessingsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Several aspirationsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Yesterday you asked,br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"What my one wish,br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"For my special day was,br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"... And it was youbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Many wishesbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Several dreamsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Many blessingsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Several aspirationsbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"But first,br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"I need to do mebr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Just as you,br //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Want to do youbr //divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3999248973798664414?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 27, 2009
• 3:16

  Happy birthday to me

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  div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-size: 100%;"Today I turn 22 but I feel like a 26 year old who looks 18. That's a good thing, no? This year has been a very educational and reflective year for me, not academically but life wise. I have become more aware of who I am and what I possess (although I chose not to use it to my advantage - ask me why later) and where I want to go. The journey to get there has been rough and marked with many tears which can fill the Akosombo dam and generate electricity for 1 year. But, I look back and thank the Almighty God for all the experiences because it has indeed made me a much better person. I have lost friends and loved ones along the way; some through my own choice and some unknowingly. I have become aware of which people to depend on for strength and for support especially through the rough patches, especially my father. Today, I thank God for seeing me through another year for I know I wouldn't have come this far without his favor and mercy.br /br //spanspan style="font-size: 100%;"22 years ago, I was born premature (7.5 months), I was soo skinny there was no hope of me ever putting on weight (today hmmm, I have assets that no one expected me to have) and although I am still vertically challenged, I am blessed in other areas.br /br //spanspan style="font-size: 100%;"Today I sing praises to the most high for how far he has brought me. Today I say thank you Addonai, El Shaddai your mercies endureth forever. I know that you have started a good thing will surely bring it to completion.br /br //spanspan style="font-size: 100%;"Those who thought I wouldn't make it this far haven't seen the last me of me because "my beginnings may be small but my later days will be great" and because the Lord has decreed it so, so shall it be!br /br //spanspan style="font-size: 100%;"Happy birthday to mebr //spanspan style="font-size: 100%;"xoxobr //spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-780827504375661803?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 25, 2009
• 2:09

  Belated drama

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  div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"I wonder what your problem isbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"That you would be annoyedbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"That I didn't wish youbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Happy birthdaybr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"On your birthdaybr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"I wonder why you would attack mebr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Because I said "happy birthday"br //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"The day afterbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Bearing in mind you're 7 hours aheadbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Miles away from herebr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"I wonder why you would be coldbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Because "everyone" here "forget"br //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"That it was your birthdaybr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"What I wonder thoughbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Is why you'd be annoyed at mebr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"When you weren't talking to mebr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Playing silence games with mebr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"And not be annoyed at your friendsbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Who on your birthdaybr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Forgot it was your daybr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"But I didn't forgetbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"But the wishes were delayedbr //divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Sigh!br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4110830602179833447?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 22, 2009
• 21:10

  Set me free

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  div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span style="font-size:100%;"So many things to saybr //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"Diarrhea of wordsbr //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"Waiting to escape ...br //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"From the lipsbr /br //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"So many emotionsbr //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"Cascading into onebr //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"Praying to be free ...br //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"From the heartbr /br //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"So many emotionsbr //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"Expressed in tearsbr //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"Longing to be shownbr /br /...br //spanspan style="font-size:100%;"If only they had lipsbr //span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6541366155085190307?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 18, 2009
• 2:12

  complexities of friendship

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  div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span style="font-size:100%;"It's so easybr /To let people knowbr /When they're not pulling their weightbr /br /It's so easybr /To chastise thembr /For resting on their laurelsbr /br /So so easybr /To point outbr /Their irresponsibility and lethargic attitudebr /br /It's so easybr /To let them knowbr /Especially when they're not friendsbr /br /Now tell mebr /If it's easybr /When they're close friendsbr /br /Kai!br //span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5502083722028696626?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 12, 2009
• 22:16

  Daddy I want totoes!!!

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  div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Flashes of the days of innocence/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Of a minute creature; a bundle of happiness/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Tagging closely to her "daddy"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Watching with eagle eye, his every move/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"She hits her baby brother/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"With wailing behind her/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"She runs to hide in the broad arms of "daddy"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"With a big grin on her face/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Pointing to the red, plumb, juicy flesh/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Hanging down from its greenly vines/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"She exclaims, "Daddy I want totoes!" /span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7610598711113651772?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 09, 2009
• 8:04

  The irony of it all

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  div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""You got me hooked"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Smile/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Damn, you really got me hooked"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Hmm, at least something got you hooked"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Damn ..."/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Just wanted to say goodnight"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Awww"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Wanted to check in"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Hmmm"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"BUT.../span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""I'm not ready for a relationship!"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5957963905812556654?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• October 08, 2009
• 1:03

  Men and Smart Women

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  div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I wonder what it is about us/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"That you don't like/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I wonder what is is about them/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"That you don't like/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Smart women I mean?/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And by the way/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Has anyone asked you to like them?/span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8130450316092784003?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 05, 2009
• 0:10

  Sealed with a kiss

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""So, what do you say?"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Do you think we can make this work?"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""I'm ready to give my all"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""You're all I want, nothing else!"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Still silence/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"" We're meant to be, you and I"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence ... "Hmmmm"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""Say something ..."/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""I love you ..."/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence ... "Hmmmm"/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Silence/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;""I love you, will ..."/span/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Interrupted with a kiss!/span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8180935492123598235?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• October 01, 2009
• 3:53

  Visiting the loo means "WASH YOUR HANDS!"

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Bathroom aroma transformed; /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sweet smelling soaps and lathers/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Invaded by the smells of residual dinners/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Followed by detonation of carbondioxide gas/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Flush! goes the water closet/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And soon emerges the occupant/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Annoyed her sleep had to be interrupted/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"For this early morning ritual/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"My eyes wander to the soap dispenser/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Hoping for a push on it, a cleanse of the hands/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But said occupant reaches for a glass and a toothbrush/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"With the emE. coli/em infected hands, she "cleanses" her mouth/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"With sounds that make me gag on my toothpaste/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Ensued by nose "cleaning" practices/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"That nearly make me hurl out my mouthwash/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Still no washing of hands/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"My feet preceed my body /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"In my dash to escape this toture/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And to prevent the utterances/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Waiting to escape my lid shut lips/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4154745006260999235?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 29, 2009
• 5:39

  Golden - Chrisette Michelle

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  div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "Take me back in the day when loving was pure/span/divspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "Love ain't going away, love is always secure/span/divspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"div style="text-align: center;"Life's not always perfect but love's always forever/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Let's let true love connect let's try lasting together/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'm so ready to love, I'm so ready to promise my all/divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'm so ready to give til' the day that my life is no more/divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'll be everything that this woman can possibly be/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Cause I'm ready to be like the olden days when commitment was golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"Be the man of my dreams and get down on one knee, Love/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Say you'll be all I need and then ask me to marry you, my love/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Lets take two golden bands and lets walk down the isle, Love/divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'll say I do and you'll say I do, make a golden commitment, oh/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'm so ready to love, I'm so ready to promise my all oh/divdiv style="text-align: center;"And I'm so ready to give till the day that my life is no more/divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'll be everything that this woman could possibly be, yes I will/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Cause I'm ready to be like the olden days when commitment was golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"Let's last forever (let's last forever)/divdiv style="text-align: center;"No typical american shady love/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Let's stay together (let's stay together)/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Pray God smile upon, our everlasting love/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'm so ready to love, I'm so ready to promise my all, Yes I am/divdiv style="text-align: center;"And I'm so ready to give till the day that my life is no more/divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'll be everything that this woman could possibly be, yes I will/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Cause I'm ready to be like the olden days when commitment was golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'm so ready to love, I'm so ready to promise my all yeah, yeah/divdiv style="text-align: center;"And I'm so ready to give till the day that my life is no more/divdiv style="text-align: center;"I'll be everything that this woman could possibly be/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Cause I'm ready to be like the olden days when commitment was golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"Golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"oh oh my/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Golden love/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Cause commitment is golden/divdiv style="text-align: center;"Mmm mmm/divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: justify;"iThis is my all time favorite love song/i/div/span/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7068595042726730273?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 28, 2009
• 15:43

  Son of Man - Tye Tribett G.A

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  div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;color:#333333;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Son of man, Son of righteousness/span/span/span/divspan class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;color:#333333;"div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"King of the earth for sinners /span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"slain/span/span/divspan style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I was lost, in darkness found/span/divspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"You randsomed my heart and i will sing(repeat)/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"(You are )my Strength, (You are)my Deliverer/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"The One who rescued me/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"(You are) my Hope, (You are)my redeemer/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Your love has set me free/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"(Thats why i will)/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Bless the Lord oh my soul (x4)/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"In the splendor of Your Majesty/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"from deep within my sprit sings, holy holy (x7)/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Holy holy (x3)/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Bless the Lord oh my soul (x12)/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: justify;"ispan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"This song has been on my lips the whole weekend and I wanted to share./span/i/div/span/span/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5216872258591235872?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 23, 2009
• 6:46

  I just don't get it!

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"I just don't get it/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why you would ass-u-me/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Great friendship/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"With friendship non-existent/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"I just don't get it/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why isolated "hanging out"/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Was going to happen/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"When communication has ceased/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"I just don't get it/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why cooking together/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why cleaning together/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why shopping togther/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why "being together"/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Was ever going to happen?/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"I just don't get it/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Why the obsession/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"To hang out alone/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"To do things like we're together/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"I mean, I just don't get it!/span/spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1739961710005546880?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 22, 2009
• 23:50

  Flakes of life

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px" class="Apple-style-span"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Like maana, you fall from the sky/span/span/span/divspan style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;" class="Apple-style-span" div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Bread cr/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"umbs, not brown but white/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"You fall possessing everything in your way turning them white/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Making them beautiful./span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"br //span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Flakes of life is what I call you/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Snow is what they call you,/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Whatever we call you, beauty is what you bring/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"But to others all you bring is the cold/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Without knowing they step on you, crush you/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Turning you into water, stepping here trampling there/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Yet, you fall with more vigour making them look foolish/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Then you disappear as the powerful sun appears!/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"br //span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"You are not gone completely though/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"You leave behind trickles of your presence/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"You leave a memory, that cannot be forgotten easily/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Like maana, you fall/span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Making everything in your path beautiful./span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-size:+0;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"br //span/span/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"span style="font-size:+0;"ispan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"I wrote this poem in memory of my darling Yvonne Adjovu who passed away on 3rd October 2006. I still haven't gotten over her death particularly because we still don't know what lead to her death. I miss her everyday especially her "evil" laugh. I wrote this poem during December 2006 and I guess the snow reminded me of Yvonne. /span/span/i/span/div/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6919814788029607729?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 19, 2009
• 4:06

  Love is not a fight - Warren Barfield

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  div style="text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Once in a while, I will post the lyrics to a song that has "touched" my heart or lyrics that fully capture what I need to express about myself or about someone's situation. Today I have been touched my Warren Barfield's "Love is not a fight"./spanbr //divbr /div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Love is not a place/spanbr /span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"To come and go as we please/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"It's a house we enter in/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Then commit to never leave/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"So lock the door behind you/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Throw away the key/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"We'll work it out together/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Let it bring us to our knees/spanbr /br /span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Chorus:/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emLove is a shelter in a raging storm/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emLove is peace in the middle of a war/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emAnd if we try to leave, /em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emMay God send angels to guard the door/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emNo, love is not a fight /em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emBut it's something worth fighting for/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"To some, love is a word/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"That they can fall into/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"But when they're falling out/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Keeping that word is hard to do/spanbr /br /span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Chorus:/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emLove is a shelter in a raging storm/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emLove is peace in the middle of a war/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emAnd if we try to leave, /em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emMay God send angels to guard the door/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emNo, love is not a fight /em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emBut it's something worth fighting for/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"br //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Love will come to save us/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"If we'll only call/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"He will ask nothing from us/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"But demand we give our all/spanbr /br /span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Chorus:/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emLove is a shelter in a raging storm/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emLove is peace in the middle of a war/em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emAnd if we try to leave, /em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emMay God send angels to guard the door/em/spanspan style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"br //spanspan style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emNo, love is not a fight /em/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"emBut it's something worth fighting for/em/spanbr /br /span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"I will fight for you/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"Would you fight for me?/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"It's worth fighting for/spanbr //divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"br //spanbr //divspan style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;, sans-serif;"/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5847675219978928987?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 16, 2009
• 22:18

  Ode to the rice cooker

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Many have limited you to your name/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Rice cooker = cooking only rice/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Yet when I laid eyes on you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"2 years ago, beautifully adorned/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Dressed in my favorite color/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I fell in love and I am still in love/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"That was 2 years ago/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Many limit you to your name/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Rice cooker = cooking only rice/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Ha! If only they knew/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Rice, spaghetti, eba, jollof/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Stews, shitc, sauces/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Plantains, chicken, fish/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The delicacies you have given me/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Many have limited and limit you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Rice cooker = cooking rice/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Ha! If only they knew/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3505166810488507940?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• 1:49

  Winning my heart!

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Different people, different expectations/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But I don't ask for much/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Love me/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Respect me/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Make me feel special/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Make me feel important/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Lets share what's important to me/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"God being the most important/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Different people, different expectations/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But I don't ask for much/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I don't care for your wealth/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Nor your physical features/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Nor the fairy tale attributes/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But I do care if God is important to you/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I don't think that's asking for much/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or maybe it is?/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"emspan style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Disclaimer: If you think JACKPOT!! I have the answer to winning the persona's heart, you may be setting yourself up for disappointment/span/em/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8532669189050489326?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 15, 2009
• 2:24

  Being true to yourself

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Being true to yourself/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Means being true to your heart/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it means letting go/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Saying a tearful goodbye/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Being true to yourself/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Means finding the courage/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And finally be really honest/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Despite the hurt it may cause/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Being true to yourself/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Is always preceeded by soul searching/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes followed by letting go/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes followed by holding on/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But which path would you take?/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7204433140460853999?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 10, 2009
• 22:38

  Tears fall like rain

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I wish you could see the swollen tear glands/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Ready to erupt and break it walls/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"You can sense I'm unhappy/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Perchance hurt or disturbed/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I hang up with bottled up emotions/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Say goobye with hesitance/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I wish you could see the tears that fall/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Like the Boti falls in its glory/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"You can sense I am unhappy/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Yet you don't call back/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I wish you would call back/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Even if to say, I love you!/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-2638994147753025982?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 15:49

  Let the Senioritis begin...

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  div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Rowdy in red/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Seditious seniors/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Seniors?/divbr /div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Excitement in the air/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Convocation cheers/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Seniors?/divbr /div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Beginning of the end/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"End of one, beginning of another/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Seniors?/divbr /div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"Why don't I feel like one?/divbr /div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"a href="http://www.mtholyoke.edu/news/stories/5681488"http://www.mtholyoke.edu/news/stories/5681488/a /divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"/divbr /div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aDmB_Q6LHKk/Sqkf8EbdK6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PUFGLi0e8pQ/s1600-h/me" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aDmB_Q6LHKk/Sqkf8EbdK6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PUFGLi0e8pQ/s320/me" border="0" //a/divdiv style="text-align: center;"/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8351329329931168554?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 08, 2009
• 2:27

  Omg... Whaaaaaat is that???

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"They hold their noses tightly/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Afraid that another waft would be their death/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"They whip out air freshnersbr /Faster than the cowboys of the South/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"They quickly pass by/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"As though Usain Bolt was after them/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"With questioning eyes they look, hoping/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"To find the cause of this disturbing "stench"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Soon, they reach the source with hesitance/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Their arrival marked by shrieking/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"By the nasal-sounding "Whaaaaat is that?/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"With time, their chorus turns a different song/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"It soon becomes "geez they are making ethnic food"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sounding more nasal than ever before/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But some still ask ... "Omg ...whaaaat is that?/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5952697110481621363?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 04, 2009
• 14:23

  One man's meat..Another man's poision

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  div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;""One man's meat/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Another man's poison"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"So I have been told/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divbr /div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Nea obi mpɛ/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Obi nso pɛ/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divbr /div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;""One man's missed chance/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Another man's gained opportunity"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"So I have heard/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"br /Nea obi amfa/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Obi nso afa/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divbr /div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"If one man's meat/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Is another man's poision/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Did the meat man/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Settle for less?/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divbr /div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"For how can something so poisionous/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Suddenly become so delectable/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"How can something that can kill/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Be the same thing that gives life?/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divbr /div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;""One man's meat/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Another man's poison"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;""One man's missed chance/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Another man's gained opportunity"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divbr /div style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"Maybe the meat man settled for less... /divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"/divdiv style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"nbsp; /divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5659786397174285943?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com' alt='' //div
• September 02, 2009
• 22:35

  The next step...one step at a time

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We all get to that bridge/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Which we have to cross/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Make that journey/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"To get to the other side/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"We all get to that crossing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Where we have to make a choice/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"That will determine our future/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Alter the course of our destiny/span/divdiv align="center"/divbr /div align="center"div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We all get to that bridge/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"When we know we have to cross/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We all get to that crossing /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"When we know we have to make that choice/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I have gotten to my bridge/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I have gotten to my crossing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But instead of crossing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And instead of choosing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I am stalling, buying time/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But instead of crossing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And instead of choosing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I am sitting scared /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Afraid of what happens/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"When I actually cross/spanspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;" and choose/span/div/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-9024565867358212139?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 31, 2009
• 16:49

  Tag... I'm also it

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="justify"a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDmB_Q6LHKk/Spv_raI_FCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e_S3N8wOodc/s1600-h/blogger%2Baward.jpg"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376171701413286946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDmB_Q6LHKk/Spv_raI_FCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e_S3N8wOodc/s400/blogger%2Baward.jpg" //span/aspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;" So I was tagged by Shels (/spana href="http://shels-ruminations.blogspot.com/"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"http://shels-ruminations.blogspot.com//span/aspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"). Apparently I have to write 7 things about myself. I'm just going to cut and paste from the "30 and more random things about myself", which I wrote on my other blog (That blog is non-existent now). Here it goes;/span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"1) I love shoes. I'm sorry I can't help it. I don't know if it because I am short or what. But my need to acquire shoes is pathetic. The sad thing though is that I acquire the shoes and give them away. If not by now I would have had ~100 shoes. :-( The shoes I also get are very cheap so it doesn't help my situation. At the moment I think I am at ~30./span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"2) My father is the number one human being in my life. I see him as both my mother and father cos he is the one who raised me (with help from my granny). I call him to wish him happy mothers day. It's so difficult for me to disobey him; it's like hurting myself. We have our ups and downs and he still treats me like a lil girl (which i totally despise) but I love him mucho grande. If you see us communicating you won't think he is my father; you would think he is my sugar daddy or boyfriend ;-)/span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"3) I hate lies. I loath them in fact. I try my best with God's help not to lie. As much as the truth hurts I would rather hear them than the filthy lies and *deletions* that people fail to mention/span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"4) No matter how much you hurt me, I will never hate you. If you need help, I'll give you help whole heartedly but know that if you take advantage of this, you have Jesus to answer to./span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"5) I hate fights and drama. Please I beg, don't bring me drama. I will give in and say I am sorry just to avoid fights and drama./span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"6) I am so scared of heights. I sleep before the plane takes off and before it lands. Anything that causes my foot to move from asase yaa (the earth) is height to me including floating on my back in a pool. It took me a whole semester to learn how to float without someone holding my back/span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"7) I can sew, cook, clean. I am a housewife in the flesh. Yeah yeah I go to an all women's college where there are many miss independents and I am one but I get a lot of joy from doing these traditional things. It has nothing to do with males!/span/divspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/spanbr /br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Now, I am passing this on to:/spanbr /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/spanbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Anti-rhythm: (/spana href="http://antirhythm.blogspot.com/"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"http://antirhythm.blogspot.com//span/aspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;")/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Asant: (/spana href="http://yesterdayicried-anansi.blogspot.com/"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"http://yesterdayicried-anansi.blogspot.com//span/aspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;")/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"NFA: (/spana href="http://freduagyeman.blogspot.com/"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"http://freduagyeman.blogspot.com//span/aspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;")br //span/divspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7928837299637686906?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 27, 2009
• 3:55

  I just can't get enough of you

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I just can't get enough of it/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The way you say my name/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The way the sound rolls of your tongue/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Then that pause ... A-B-E-N-A/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Then the whispering of those words/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The words that electrify my senses/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"No matter how many times you say them/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;""A-B-E-N-A ... I love you"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I just can't get enough of it/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Your voice, its highs and lows/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"The rise in pitch, the fall in tone/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"The way your laugh is soothing/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"The way you chatter on/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Like we've known each other forever/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Giving me such importance in your life/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Confiding in me your depeest fears/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I just can't get enough of it/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I wish I could have more/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Have you all day long/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Lay in your arms, look into your eyes/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Lay awake all night long/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Searching your soul/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Connecting with the depth of your heart/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Getting to know you like no one has/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I just can't get enough of it/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I can't get enough of you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I just can't get enough of it/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I can't get enough of you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I want more of you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-2545006523804695910?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 26, 2009
• 4:52

  Behind that smile

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Behind that smile/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And the full glossed-up pink lips/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Behind that smile/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"That so captivates your hearts/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Warms up your soul/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Behind that smile/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Behind it all/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Lay unspoken words/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Unexpressed pain and tears/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Underneath it all/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Is a heart longing to be heard/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Waiting for love/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Behind that smile/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Is an untold story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Waiting for a listening ear/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"For someone with whom I can be/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Be free to be who I am /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Without holding back, not skeptical/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Behind that smile/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The full glossed-up pink lips/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"That so captivates your heart/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"... is me!/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1617237247633669939?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 22, 2009
• 18:49

  Do you take thee...Yes I do?

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Sun rays striking, sending blessings from above/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Clear blue skys suggesting great approval/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"As though he himself was smiling from up there/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Proud of the union that was about to be/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"br //divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"The amalgamation of two different worlds/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"One of caramlized onions /span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Skin white, reminding me of vanilla iceream/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"The other of komi kɛ kena /span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Skin brown, reminding me of chocolate icecream/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"br //divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Today two different worlds will be merged/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"A world without customs and traditions/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"The other webbed with traditions/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Customs that rocket scientists can't comprehend/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"br //divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Today that would not matter/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Only their love, not their skin color/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Not the smells of their foods/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Nor the traditions or lack of traditions/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"br //divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Today they'll gaze into each other's eyes/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Forget the worlds they came from/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"Neglect all those around them/span/divdiv style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"And say ... "I do"/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3849205622321236722?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 20, 2009
• 13:16

  Communicat...ion?

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The true ignition of this thing called life/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The bedrock on which relationships thrive/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The lack of which has caused wars/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Brought about confusion to many/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Failing to express what we truly feel/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Making known our expectations /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Or lack of it thereof/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Telling our likes and dislikes/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Making an ass of you and me/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"By assuming one should know/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When you haven't communicated/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"But get angry, throw tantrums/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"'Cos it's not been done/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Nor has it been said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When you expected it to be/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Eventhough you never communicated/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divbr /div align="justify"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"emDisclaimer: These days I find it necessary to put disclaimers to avoid any assumptions. The "you" in this post does not refer to any particular person but to the reader (including myself)./em/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6175299292518265075?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 19, 2009
• 3:26

  The power of "to forgive is divine"

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Human we all are, aren't we?/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Erring do we often do, don't we?/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Hurting each other, offending each other/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Causing anguish, heartbreak, sadness/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Destroying friendships, shattering hearts/span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Yet letting go sets us free/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Breaking the chains of bitterness and anger/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Holding us bondage, keeping our hearts captive/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Of the wrongdoings done us/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Of the pain and hurt dished us/span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"The messiah and savior knew of its effects/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Asking us to forgive 70 X 7 for each wrong doing/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Even he asked for their forgiveness/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"quot;Father forgive them for they know not...quot;/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"For he knew of the power of forgiving/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"The thing that heaps coals 'pon their heads /span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"So today, forgive him, forgive her/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"No matter what their sin/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"For to err us human, to forgive divine/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"So today, forgive him, forgive her/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"For you'll never know/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"When you'll need to be forgiven/span/div div class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8961287062459711077?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 18, 2009
• 0:28

  Go blogger..it's your birthday

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Today's post is but a usual post/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"For 'tis being dedicated /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"To a dear co-blogger/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Blessing is what we ask/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"For he whose words/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Vellicates our every senses/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Long life is what we pray for/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"For he whose writings /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Create much needed drama/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Trasforming the blogosphere/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Into a hub of a reality show/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"For the rhythm he gives/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"In his anti-rhythm/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Have a fantabolous day/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Happy birthday NYA/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7831086292815514918?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 16, 2009
• 23:08

  Case of the Ex-XY

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Fools crazy in love/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"'Twas said of these two/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Never seen apart/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Finding one = finding the other/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Gazing into their eyes/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Revealed their untold love story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The altar, their final destination/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"No altar, no final destination/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Love fizzling into hatred/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Loathing the presence of each other/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"That thing they once shared/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Flushed down the drain/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"If this is love/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"I'll rather be in hate/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divdiv align="justify"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"emDisclaimer: Initially, this post did not have a disclaimer. However, a disclaimer has become necessary because a lot of people have been assuming things about this post. This post, just like many posts was inspired by a friend's situation. I realized though that this was not an isolated case hence "the case of the ex-XY". Note: Not all posts are inspired by things that happen to just me./em /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6597623848368279525?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 15, 2009
• 3:07

  Put the blame on who?

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  div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It was the reason for everything/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"For the current state of our lives/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"For why we did wrong/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It was the chorus that we sung/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"When things didn't go right/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"For our failures/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"We would always say/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"quot;It was the devilquot;/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms" br //span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"So easy it is for us /span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"To shift the blame to other people/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"With speed we do this/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Blaming our turnout/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"On our families/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Blaming our failed spiritual lives/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"On the almighty/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Blaming our current failing relationships/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"On our past relationships/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Blame our country's poverty/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"On our former colonial powers/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It's never our fault/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It's always/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What was said /span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What was done/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What was not said/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What was not done/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Never what we said/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What we did/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What we did not say/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"What we did not do/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Not realizing our part/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"The role we played/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Yes it was done/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It was said/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It was not done/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"It was not said/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"But that was then/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"This is now/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div br / div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"We fail to see/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"As we point one finger/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"/span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"Three are pointing back at us.../span/div div class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7750695845994825977?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 14, 2009
• 13:50

  Will you look to him?

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"In those daunting moments/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When all human reserves have failed/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When tears refuse no longer to be shed/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When all you can do is curl up like a babe/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When you wonder if this life is worth livin'/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When those around you can no longer understand/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"And words you speak sound gibberish to them/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When words of the heart can't be heard/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"When knocked to your knees/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Will you look to him?/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"With your last strength, will you lift your head?/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"And cry out to him /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"And ask heaven to look down/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"To calm those raging storms/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"To stretch out his hands to you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"And hold you in his warm embrace/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"To carry you on his shoulders/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"And walk that journey with you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Not take the test away/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"But be with you through it all/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/spanbr //divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Will you look to him?/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"Or look elsewhere?/span/divbr /div align="center"span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"/span/divdiv align="center"emspan style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"This piece was inspired by Whitney Houston's comeback "I look to you". That song touches the very core of my heart. Click on the link to hear this song: a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwlEkiiREFAamp;feature=channel"http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwlEkiiREFAamp;feature=channel/a/span/em/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:Georgia;"/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3908237181839712907?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 12, 2009
• 20:49

  I say, you say ... what was said?

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"You said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"He said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"She saidbr /br //span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I say I didn't say/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"You say I said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"He said he didn't say/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"She said he said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br //span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"If I didn't say/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And he also didn't say/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But you say I said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And she said he said/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"What was said?/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1520558372010894339?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 11, 2009
• 4:28

  Underconstruction

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  This blog is still under construction. Please bear with the changes being made..div class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6004224422671307110?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 09, 2009
• 7:09

  Changes

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it's good/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it's bad/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it's necessary/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it's unwarranted/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it happens fast/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Sometimes it takes time/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But when it happens/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"It must be embraced!/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4961608480866091755?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 08, 2009
• 15:46

  Today Death Smiled

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The black sheep of his family/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The drunk, the lazy one/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The brother many didn't know/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The father whose chidren we never saw/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The uncle who was rarely mentioned/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But when mentioned, 'twas never good/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The uncle who didn't take care of his children/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The one who beat up his wife/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The one who was always creating drama/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br /Today death has smiled/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Snacthed him away/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Would they sigh/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Be relieved or sad?/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Confused or happy?/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br /Today death has smiled/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Stolen him away/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Leaving behind 2 children/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Fatherless, orphaned/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"br /Today death smiled/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Turning the sky grey/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Letting my tear glands burst!/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3669900225885876801?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 07, 2009
• 2:19

  Third wheel or Candle bearer? Still three is a crowd

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Movie lights get dimmed/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Three friends; two females, one male/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Conversation erupts with two female/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Male looking on, waiting to make his move/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Two females sitting next to each other/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Male sitting next to the one/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Movie starts, silence, laughter, giggles/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Head titling on male's shoulder/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Hand holding with male/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Whisperings of sweet nothings/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Gazing into love-locked eyes, not movie/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Male making his move on the one/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I'll pretend it's just me and the movie/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Fix my eyes on the movie infront/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Not the one on my side/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Forecast to my days of "love wantintin"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Miss him and wish he were here too/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But in fact, 3 is indeed a crowd!/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3327531844630998373?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 05, 2009
• 2:19

  The mother I'll be

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"You'll know from conception that you're my gift/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I'll tell you everyday that " I love you"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Show you that you're my world/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I'll be your mother but I'll be your friend/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We'll learn to communicate from day 1/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We'll talk about everything, yes everything/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We'll go places together and have fun/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I'll do my best to understand you, know you/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We'll spend nights talking, just talking/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I'll find out what makes you happy/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Learn what makes you sad/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"What your favorite color is/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Which boy makes your heart beats/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Tease you but let you know my experiences/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Help direct you on the right path/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But pray silently as I watch you take those steps/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Lay the foundation, prep the way/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"But pray and give you over to Jesus/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Your passion will be my passion/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Your tears will be mine/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Your joys will be mine/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Your failures will be mine as well/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Someday, I'll be a mother/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"And God be my help/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I'll be the mother she never was!/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="justify"embr /br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Disclaimer:br /The use of "I" in this post does not refer to me. Thus, the reader is being advised not to jump to hasty conclusions about who the "she" is./span/em/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8437739868692421479?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 1:43

  21-year old with 7pm curfew.

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"When does one get to breathe?br /To step out and be one's ownbr /Be the person one isbr /Without these chainsbr /No more curfewsbr /7pm curfewsbr /br /When will one be free?br /To do oneself, not youbr /Show you who one isbr /Without these ordersbr /No more shoutingbr /Daily shoutingsbr /br /When can one be independent?br /To be a grown up, not a babybr /Make one's own decisionsbr /Without you making thembr /Make one's own mistakesbr /Grow from thembr /br /When does one get to show maturity?br /When one is young in numberbr /Show one's maturity without fearbr /Show what one is capable of doingbr /Gain your trust, wholeheartedlybr /Finally breathe ... /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5022039014624328421?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 30, 2009
• 3:36

  Lies = STAY AWAY FROM ME!

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Slithering serpentile tongue spits out venombr /Misslile-targeted; colossal damage anticipatedbr /Pierces its way, shattering "we" into "you" and "I"br /Lachrymatory utterances; deletions and twisted factsbr /Perfidy usurps trust, distate coup d'etats lovebr /This prowess learned from the father of all lies!/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6741211753600238889?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 2:00

  It's raining men

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  div align="center"Once bloated "male" well, run dry/divdiv align="center"Lonely nights more daunting/divdiv align="center"Famine with texts and calls/divdiv align="center"Random hooks ups, enticing/divdiv align="center"One night stands titillating/divdiv align="center"Girlfriends look on in disapproval/divdiv align="center"Three way call, tale of lonely nights/divdiv align="center"Yet seeking normalcy, committment/divdiv align="center"Girlfriends scream "CHICKS before D***s"/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5029730183069432123?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 27, 2009
• 22:46

  History wrote its story of a man; my father

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The knights of old told of a story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a man and his offspring/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of his one and only, a female/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of his treasure, his princess/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of one he loved dearly/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Writers today tell of a similar story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a father and his daughter/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of their unbreakable bond/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of his dreams for her/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of his desire for her happiness/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"She told a different story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the days she hated him /span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or so she thought/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the days she felt suffocated/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or so she felt/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the days she wished him gone/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or so she wished/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"He told the other story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the days he felt disrespected/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or so he felt/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the days she seemed distant/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or so she seemed/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the days he wished things different/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Or so he wished/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"They both told their story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a father an daughter/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Mistaken for a sugar daddy and girlfriend/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a father turned mother/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a daughter turned mother/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a history so complex yet blessed/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of a relationship heaven smiles on/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv align="center"br /span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"History wrote its story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the man and the girl/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Yes, history wrote its story/span/divdiv align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Of the man of my life/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7789348369206838438?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 24, 2009
• 0:00

  It's not what I say, it's what you hear

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:lucida grande;"I say, "Hello, how are you?"/spanbr //divdiv align="center"You hear, "Hello how are you?"/divdiv align="center"I say, "What's your name"/divdiv align="center"You hear, " Can I have your number"/divdiv align="center"I say, "Do you want to be my friend?/divdiv align="center"You hear, " Can I get into your pants?"/divdiv align="center"I say, " Can I have your number?"/divdiv align="center"You hear, " Can I go home with you?"/divdiv align="center"I say, "Do you have a man?"/divdiv align="center"You hear, " Wanna be my woman?"/divdiv align="center"/divbr /div align="center"You say, "Hi I'm fine thank you"/divdiv align="center"I hear, " I'm damn fine, want a piece?"/divdiv align="center"You say, " I don't know my number"/divdiv align="center"I hear, " Give me your number, I'll call"/divdiv align="center"You say, "There is no room in my pants"/divdiv align="center"I hear, " Anyday, anytime, jump right in"/divdiv align="center"You say, " I live with my parents"/divdiv align="center"I hear, " You can come home with me tonight"/divdiv align="center"You say, "I have a man and I'm very happy"/divdiv align="center"I hear, " I know you'll make me happier"/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3324068241536645525?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 23, 2009
• 10:10

  Cyberlove

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:lucida grande;"An unwritten story waiting to be toldbr /Two hearts separated by watersbr /Each on its path, not searchingbr /Suddenly connected with a “click”br /br /Words was what they sharedbr /But this story written, before they “met”br /One so sure their fusion, not by chancebr /The other perturbed by this professingbr /br /Much persuasion he didbr /Cyber could not contain what beganbr /Moving to the “Nokia world”br /Nurturing this journey that beganbr /br /Skype in the morning, skype in the afternoonbr /Phone call in the evening, TLC before sleepbr /Text on weekends, calls in betweenbr /Across oceans, love was being made/spanbr /br /br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-22385719833097014?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 22, 2009
• 23:59

  Friendship...What is that?

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  div align="center"span style="font-family:lucida grande;"Phone rings, "baby boo", she said/span/divdiv align="center"Laughter erupts, a smile is formed/divdiv align="center"Years gone by, memories shared/divdiv align="center"Fights fought, tension ensused/divdiv align="center"Words spoken, experiences exchanged/divdiv align="center"Deep trust withstands time/divdiv align="center"Growth, dormancy, futher growth/divdiv align="center"Intertwining of two worlds; friendship/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5574959955599788603?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 20, 2009
• 3:06

  Sankofa

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  div style="text-align: center;"Phone call interrupted with anotherbr /"X is calling" read the phone screenbr /She declined the call intending to call backbr /Return call was received with a voice mailbr /Minutes pass and phone reads "X is calling"br /Pleasantries exchanged, momentary silencebr /"I called because I miss you", he saidbr /Confused by this random and unusual outburstbr /She smiled, blushed and "awwed"br /"I'll sleep very well tonight", he addedbr /Mister "Y" was the dream for tonightbr /But tonight mister "X" had won the spot!br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3058377606740075192?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 17, 2009
• 5:44

  Biological clock Snoozed!

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  div style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"It was a twisted case of passionbr /Three decades gone and not a ring on handbr /An endurance she hoped to bear with himbr /For four years it had beenbr /Since their "I's" turned to "we"br /Wasted years she didn't want them to bebr /And so a fairy tale wedding she gotbr /Till the gavel was bangedbr /Before the first anniversarybr /And her "we" turned to "I"/spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-2419139478443091531?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 5:10

  Princes and Frogs

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  div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I wonder how many broken roads I would have to be onbr /To be pointed to you, directed to the one meant for mebr /Many frogs have come my way and have been kissedbr /Hoping one of them would be a prince in disguisebr /Yet none of them transform and remain frogsbr /Leaving a repulsive taste on my lips from their slimebr /Scarring my heart with the ugliness of their inner beingsbr //spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And just as they croaked into my life, they croak out/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Noisome and with the speed they enter, they exit/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //spanbr //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-474407837899678359?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• July 14, 2009
• 20:30

  I love you, I love you not!

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  div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Strangers turned friends, evolving into something that cannot be named/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"What it is, he is sure of, the other thrown into confusion of what it could be/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Wondering why the heart spoke loudly of what she felt, yet her head saying "no"/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"How could he be so sure of what he felt not knowing her, not having seen herbr //span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Trust her without shame, not fearing where she has been and with whom/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Why would one so pure, so "good to be true", feel such a connection with her/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Constantly let her know that they destined to be despite the many obstacles/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"That their story, whatever it was and will be was written in the stars/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"So she would listen, nod, knowing it could be true, that he could be it/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"That this could be the final road she had to travel to get to him, the one/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"He, that she had been praying fervently for, the one who made it all alright/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Yet she would hold back, fearing the contrast, holding delicately to her heart/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Afraid that if it was scarred once more it would not recover, would die/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"If only she could "define" what she felt, then it would make more sense/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"Yet she couldn't for it was more complex than the word itself; love/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"So she lets out a huge sigh, looks into his eyes and says "I love you"/span/span/divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"br //span/div/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4543095295975605879?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• June 17, 2009
• 22:21

  Frogs and Princes

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  p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"I wonder how many broken roads I have to be on/span/pp style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"To be pointed to you, directed to the one meant for me/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"Many frogs have come my way and have been kissed/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"Hoping one of them would be a prince in disguise/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"Yet none transform and remain frogs/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"Leaving a repulsive taste on my lips from their slime/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"Scarring my heart with the ugliness of their inner beings/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"And just as they croaked into my life, they croak out/span/p p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"Noisome and with the speed they enter, they exit/span/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8708723974582656822?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 18:55

  Flags and exit door

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  div style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When those flags went up, I should have let you go/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"That day when you stood me up without reason or regret/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I should have opened that exit door and thrown you out/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"That day should have been the end and not a start of an endurance/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet neither did I open that door nor did I kick you out/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I let you stay, telling myself "we all make mistakes"/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"That there was always a valid reason /divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"A reason why you would say "you like me" and behave other wise/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Behave contrary to what your emotions were telling you/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I knew though that you didn't owe me anything/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Nor were you obliged to do anything with me or for me/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"But I wondered what "getting your motives right" involved/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Did it entail behaving as though we were mere acquaintances?/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"While you sorted yourself out or did it entail exploring your options?/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Later, you make me aware that "I like you" means nothing to you/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Because for you, you go beyond that feeling and look deeper/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"And I respected that you looked beyond the "butterflies" /divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"But really why say "you like me" then? Why rouse my emotions/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Why not get the motives right, then say it?/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I hold nothing against you though because it takes two to tango/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yesterday, I opened the exit door, not partially but fully/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"But before I did I gave you the option of not letting me open that door/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"For you to let me know that I meant something to you, that you were worth it/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet you let that chance slip by, said nothing, not even one word/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Compounded my reason to open that door with your lame excuses/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"With reasons expected from a boy and not a man/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"So I thanked you for helping me make my decision/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Open that door, let you out and silently closed the door behind you/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Painfully closed that chapter of you and I/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I don't even want to be your friend or have you in my life/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center""Friends" like you have taken so much from my heart/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"That I wonder if I have anything else left for another to take/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"My heart has reached it's threshold of insensitivity and excuses/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Oh! those excuses, those lame ones, the pride, the ego, the lies/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I need friends I can be real with, be entirely myself/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Express what I need to express; all those emotions, without holding back/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Not fearing it'll be seen that "I might be one of those nagging types"/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Even when you call me fat and pierce my esteem with that/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I swallow the bitter pill and pretend as though it was never said/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When you call me fake because I refuse to repeat something I said/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I ignore it because I excuse your behavior on "he may be having a bad day"/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"But you know what? I have had enough of the disrespect/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Of being taken for granted, of not feeling of importance/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"So I'll let you go, I'll finally heed to those flags/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Those that came up a long time ago but I ignored/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I'll be smart for once and stop thinking with my heart/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I'll think with my head and let you go/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Dealing with the consequences of my decision/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Praying for peace in my spirit/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"But as I do, I'll thank you for this short journey/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Filled with an experience that has served it's purpose/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I will not regret any moment for I know God brought you by/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Even if for a moment, to make me a better person/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yesterday I cut off the rope to your kite and let you go/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"As I see you go, I shed some tears for your lose/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"But I'll let go and put the heart under arrest again/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Hope that this broken road will lead me to that one/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"The one meant for me/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-473879160064008724?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• May 27, 2009
• 18:21

  Fading Away

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:13;" div style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"span class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span"It was unexpected and unwarranted/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" /span/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Yet slowly you crept into my lifebr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With words and sentences, we embarked on a journeybr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" One filled with sweet melodies/span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Coupled with the rhythms of your harmonious voice/span/divp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Soon, the chase; if I could call it that, began/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The butterflies, excitement and thrill/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Of feeling wanted, desired and sought afterbr /Not a day went by without giggles and smilesbr /Smiles brought by the exchange of our livesbr /The intricate details that wove us into a web of trust/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Of slowly letting go of the façade of not being interested/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"span class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Behind it all, there were fears of going down that lane once more/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Of opening up and being hurt, of being disappointed/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" So I waited, not completely breaking those walls/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Holding back, keeping up those defenses/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Till I was sure that you were interested/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" And not playing games with my heart, toying with my emotions/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" I needed conviction that you would at least give us a shot/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" That it won’t be fairy tale gone sour/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Maybe if I shared where I had been, things would be easier/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" If I explained why it was hard for the walls to tumble/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" My actions might not seem strange/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" And the need for me to keep those walls up, not so weird/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" But I was scared of telling it all/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Scared it would drive you away, not giving us a chance/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" So I have been holding back waiting till you asked/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Till you indicated you were interested or wanted to know/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Till it mattered to you that my past would affect my future/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" But somehow that “click” started to fade awaybr /How it started and what caused it still remains uncertain/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Yet its effects were felt and soon that “click” becoming blurrybr /One thing I know though is that I was to blame/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With my constant need for conviction, of prying/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Instead of letting things flow naturally/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" That "click", soon cooling down with uncertainties of what isbr /That, which the heart feels yet the lips do not utterbr /Scared that once it has been said, things would change/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Disrupting the normalcy of our futures, hopefully for goodbr /Taking us on a path never dreamt of, never fathomedbr /You and I, together on this journey/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"span class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Things that have occurred this past weekend have made me question/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Wondered whether to ask any more questions/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" To ponder if you were still interested/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Why you would stand me up/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" I keep asking why I persist and call you/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Even when a part of me is telling me not to/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Scared that it would come across that this is 80% me and 20% you/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size:100%;"span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"span class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Words that I need to express, what I need to say, vaporized/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" All still contained in my heart out of fear/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The fear that it will be seen as nagging or whining/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Or making a big deal out of nothing/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" Or accusing you when I just want to let you know what the heart feels/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" So I keep quiet, telling myself silence is golden/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" But the words eat up inside me/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" And it is unbearable, uncontainable/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" So I write, incoherent as the words seem/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" But at least you know that which was supposed to have been said/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The words that could perchance make a difference/spanspan class="Apple-style-span"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"o:p/o:p/span/span/pp class="ecmsonormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" For good or for worse, but that’s a risk to take/spanspan style=""o:p/o:p/span/p/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4644533827820309633?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 18:20

  This desire

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:13;" pre style="white-space: normal;"div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With every word that you utterbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The rhythmic heart beat is offsetbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With every giggle that erupts from my lipsbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The increased expansions and contractions of my heart send tingles through mebr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With every smile that you put on my facebr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The walls start breaking at all pointsbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With every test that I fail that you givebr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The determination to pass becomes strongerbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With every indication that you want to "float my boat"br //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The strong unbreakable defenses melt awaybr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With every dream that you invadebr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" The desire to make it come true becomes strongerbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" With everyday we talk and share parts of usbr //span/divdiv style="text-align: center;"span style="font-size:100%;"span class="Apple-style-span"span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"I know I want more of what we have/span /spanbr //span/div/pre/spandiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-2463076063538116094?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 30, 2009
• 15:44

  Untitled...still in progress

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Sinking fast into state of doubt/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"My heart remains resolute in its belief/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet my mind plays rationalization games with what is true/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I should not fret, knowing whom I serve/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"I should not quiver remembering where he’s taken me from br //p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet my mind takes the lead to doubt/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"It cajoles the heart to the doubt and ponder/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"All around me his blessings abound immeasurably/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Songs erupt from the depths of the blessed/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet my song of thanks sounds more like a dirge/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Then my mind starts to reason and question/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-9221922166699391256?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 15, 2009
• 16:15

  Invasion of the heart

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""I asked him once and I didn’t have to ask again/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""/spanspan style=""I asked God why he brought you into my lifeo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""Why he allowed you to know the real meo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""The “me” that many don’t care to know abouto:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""For letting you love me for me…o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""If time was a determinant of closenesso:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""We wouldn’t be this closeo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""Yet out friendship surpassed thato:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""Putus, the impact you’ve had one me is overwhelmingo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""When I think of you leaving, I flincho:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""The thought of the void you’ll leave, unbearableo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""I try to be strong and tell myself it’ll be alrighto:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""I tell myself there is a reason for thiso:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""The reason why you’ll invade my life and leave suddenlyo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""Words cannot express what you mean to meo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""How your leaving will leave a huge spaceo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""A hole in my heart that cannot be filledo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""I’m sad you’re leaving yet I’m happy for youo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""I love you Putus!o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""I’ll really miss youo:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""Thanks for invading my heart…o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/p p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"span style=""o:p/o:p/span/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-331180464996784636?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 03, 2009
• 15:35

  Endurance of Faith

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I utter praises?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When I am thronged with pain/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I lift up my head?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When I bow in shame as I walk/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I say Lord thank you?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When all I wish were that I was never born/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I say I love you?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When all the love I have has been sucked dry/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet you always show yourself strong/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When the praises are few and far apart/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You always put a new song on my lips/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When I wish I were never created/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You reawaken my purpose, which is to worship you/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When my “thank you’s” are sandwiched with bitterness/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You always give me a reason to smile at the storm/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I worship you?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When I only fall to my knees because I have been knocked down/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I call on your name?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When words are lost and all I do is wail/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I say there is hope?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When darkness surrounds me and the light seems dim/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"How do I give you my all?/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When there is nothing left to give/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Yet you always show yourself strong/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When the praises are few and far apart/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You always put a new song on my lips/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When I wish I were never created/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You reawaken my purpose, which is to worship you/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"When my “thank you’s” are sandwiched with bitterness/p p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You always give me a reason to smile at the storm/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-9194136378990578694?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• March 03, 2009
• 19:48

  Shattered Pieces

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"You have the nerve to call and say hellobr /Today you call and say “hi”br /When I needed you to do so where were you?br /When you said being with me was riskybr /And that all I cared about was my education/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Telling other we're not together anymore/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Because I am too ambitiousbr /Did it cross your mind that it stung?br /Worse than the sting of a worker beebr /When you made me feel inadequatebr /After all I gave and did for youbr /Did it cross your mind that it broke me?br /Shattered the esteem that I was trying to build upbr /br /Today you call and pretend like nothing’s wrongbr /Like we’re best friendsbr /You call and I’m cold, I put up that wall/divdiv style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"Which you laid the foundation forbr /Yet you wonder if we could chat sometimebr /Screw you! That’s what I want to saybr /Instead I say “I have nothing to say to you”br /You decide it’s best if you stay away for a whilebr /I’m about to scream “Stay away forever”br /But I say nothing, swallow my wordsbr /Whisper goodbye with my croaky voicebr /Then I start to weep!br /br /I weep not because I miss you or I feel badbr /I weep because I’m still hurt, still brokenbr /Broken by your insensitive wordsbr /Those few lines that took me to a placebr /The place I vowed never to return tobr /A place of insecurities and little self-worthbr /br /If I said I despise you, it’ll be an understatementbr /Leave me alone, that’s all I askbr /Leave me be, I’m on my kneesbr /Stop calling, stop texting, stop it allbr /Today you call and pretend everything is alrightbr /When yesterday you shattered that which I gave you!br /br /br //divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8428789745065860835?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• February 27, 2009
• 19:47

  Pulling me back

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"The pangs of pain that erupt from anger br /Soon subside into nonchalance br /Avoidance is soon unavoidable br /To prevent another ensuing depression br /But you won’t let go br /You won’t let me be br /To break free and heal /span/div div align="center"span style="font-family: trebuchet ms" br /Dreading your return br /All must be done to rid myself of you br /Of the things that make me reminisce br /Yet you don’t make it easy br /With your wobbling in and out of my life br /Can you make up your mind? br /And stop confusing mine br / br /Flashes of errs committed knock me off of my feet br /Thrown into thoughts of doubt br /Another round of this, really? br /Words that erupt from thine lips br /Disastrous like wild fire br /Yet sometimes reassuring like the sound of hope br / br /A fresh start we’re all hopeful for br /But a fresh start it will not be br /For that, which was once shared br /Forever remains imbibed in memory/span/div div class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-6805544056380231577?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• February 09, 2009
• 2:37

  A Walk Down the Aisle

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  div align="center"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"One day I'll walk down the aislebr /With daddy holding my armsbr /And a grin so wide on his face,....br /I'll see mama laughing hystericallybr /Not because I have trippedbr /But because daddy's walk is off beat /span/span/divdiv align="center"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"And Selassie standing not far off/span/span/divdiv align="center"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"Thinking sarcastically, "I feel sorry for the poor boy"br /I'll shake my head as usual..smile..maybe laughbr /I'll keep walking towards you, heartbeat skippingbr /I'll look flawless in my self-designed wedding gownbr /Be confused for an angel, a beautiful one!br /br /Daddy will hand me over to you reluctantlybr /Give the "look" of "be gentle with her"br /Smile and be proud of his angelbr /I'll look into your eyes and my heart will skip a beatbr /I'll remember those who scarred and loved me notbr /I'll shake my head and remember you're not one of thembr /A tear will drop within for the journey that brought me to youbr /I'll smile realising that those chapters are closedbr /We'll say our given and written vowsbr /Swear religiously to be together "for better or for worse"br /br /One day I'll look into your eyes and make that vowbr /I'll give up the freedom of being singlebr /One day I'll walk down the aisle and...br /To you, I'll say I do/span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5475618231010879713?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• February 04, 2009
• 16:28

  This is me...Use me

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  div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Frantically searching for the light /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Darkness looming all around /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Crouched, prostrate I fall! /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Loneliness never consuming like this before /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Wondering where to turn, where to go? /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Sin and guilt holding me back in chains /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Refusing to let me surrender it all /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Confessed I have, forgiven you have /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Still torn apart I am by them all /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Flashes of me breaking your heart /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Prevent me from letting go /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Seeking you, my heart desire is /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Putting you first, my priority is /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Giving all to you, I say I do /divdiv style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"Really do I?br /The comforter you sent to mebr /Sinful nature of mine drove it awaybr /My refuge, my tower, need you I dobr /Want you, I cry outbr /Comforter come back, will you?br /Before you I bow, baring it allbr /This is me, use me…/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7406608865362300740?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• January 16, 2009
• 18:01

  Unrequited

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  p align="center"The heart of one aches, longs for youbr /Willing to leave all behind just for lovebr /The lioness turned to a cub by this lovebr /Nights spent tossing, love overwhelmingbr /Days used, pondering over the existence of this love/pp align="center"Your heart does not ache, long for mebr /Nothing about me excites you like you do to mebr /Your sleep goes uninterrupted while I tossbr /Days used pondering over others not mebr /This loves goes unrequited, noticed yet unresponded tobr /Ignored and forcibly silenced by its neglectbr /Unwilling to let others in, holding back/pp align="center"So another year goes by...still unrequited /pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5917908748597946224?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 17:50

  Unspoken Lover

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  p align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"As the birds chirp embracing the morning sunbr /You gently rouse me from my deep slumberbr /Whispering softly in my ear, good morningbr /I know that today will be alrightbr /With you to start it off with/span/pp align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Searching deep through your wordsbr /Surrendering the fears of the day to youbr /Baring them all to youbr /I know that today will be alrightbr /With you to start it off with/span/pp align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"As the morning sun evolves to the afternoon warmthbr /The stress of the day takes it toll andbr /Uncertainties of the end consume mebr /I know that today will be alrightbr /With you right there through it all/span/pp align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The evening moonlight replaces the warmthbr /Exhaustion, frustration, reflection finally relaxationbr /Soothing my soul with your reassuring wordsbr /I know today was perfect because you were there all alongbr /You gently lay me down to sleep, holding me in a tight embracebr /Gently letting me know you'll be here to keep me safe/span/pp align="center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"All fades, becomes blurry, sounds fainter...../span/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3057436879599764938?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• December 25, 2008
• 19:00

  Angel turned devil...

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  p align="center"I despise him now you know…br /Bonnie and Clyde had nothing on us you beforebr /His little girl, his angel, his pridebr /That love lost since his arrival herebr /That bond severed and getting wider each daybr /All day long shouting and screamingbr /Everything done seen disrespectful, arrogantbr /Feelings unexpressed because words uttered, shut up!br /Home no longer a happy place but HELLbr /Tears flowing down not because of sadness but angerbr /Anger that dictatorship prevailing at homebr /Not a sanctuary anymore but a PRISONbr /I despise him now you know…br /The one person who made living sensiblebr /Who knew the right words to say to make things rightbr /Each word he screams and shouts brings disturbance to my heartbr /Today I have been called disrespectful and arrogantbr /Tomorrow I shall be called foolish and unwisebr /Yesterday I was his angel I was his pridebr /br / /pp align="center"span style="font-family:Arial Rounded MT Bold;font-size:85%;"/span/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7295684307109674755?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 6:10

  Suffocating...I can’t breathe

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  p align="center"Four walls closing in… I can’t breathebr /Happiness in 01075 dims and turns to depression in 07093br /Pieces of me, dead from being herebr /Can’t be regained…need to be freebr /Unspoken prison sentence imposed for no crime committedbr /Life imprisonment with hard laborbr /Young, fragile spirit broken before given a chance to growbr /Mini-me’s of prison wardensbr /Shouting here, screaming there, dictatorship by wardensbr /Hurt and suffering ignored, pushed awaybr /Harder labor given for any sign of rebellionbr /Four walls closing in… I can’t breathebr /Need to be set free… Need to runbr /Be on my own, being who I was born to bebr /Free spirited, creative, fun loving…were those my crimes?br /Creative juices sucked out before prison door slam SHUTbr /My life not mine but theirsbr /Walls getting closer…closer….closer…br /Arhhhhhh!br / /pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5830110639805162350?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• December 14, 2008
• 17:58

  The entrapped...

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div align="center"Heartbeat accelerating, speeches muffled... /divdiv align="center"Each touch sending shivers all over /divdiv align="center"Icy cold night turned hot with your presence /divdiv align="center"Eye contacts bringing flashes of what could have been /divdiv align="center"Then you asked, became curious about the entrapped /divdiv align="center"Hope was given to the entrapped, its cage was opened /divdiv align="center"The cage to the heart that was once written about. /divdiv align="center"Like a lion set free, it roared ready to attack /divdiv align="center"Yet like a sleepy babe, it retreated and quieted down /divdiv align="center"Never coming out of its cage, yet still hoping /divdiv align="center"Yearning for you to say it was safe and ok /divdiv align="center"Alright for it to come and play /divdiv align="center"Yet silence.../divdiv align="center"No assurance, no invitation /divdiv align="center"Just as before, it shut the door and locked it up /divdiv align="center"Hoping, praying that you'll set it free one day /divdiv align="center"That you'll give it that invitation /divdiv align="center"That you'll set free that which you entrapped!br / /divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7392650169903112508?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• June 26, 2008
• 3:23

  That one thing

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  p align="center"Have you had that one thing... br /Yes, that one thing, that creates that distance br /The distance that you feel between you and him br /The divide that separates you from him br /And as much as you reach out, the further away he seems br /The more you need him, the more he seems not to be there br /Have you had that one thing ... br /Yes, that one thing, that you keep going back to br /That you raise you hands and cry out about br /Swear religiously not go back to br /Vow that this is the last time br /You take a step to flee from it br /Have I had that one thing? br /That one thing that I am hopelessly trying to tear away from br /That makes me feel filthy and brings me to tears br /That thing the entices me yet leaves me empty br /That thing that makes me so guilty that I can't talk to him br /Have I had that one thing? br /I still have that one thing br /I am still struggling with that one thing br /That thing called temptation and when I fall br /That one thing changes name and becomes SIN/p div class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8272627205722092904?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• February 14, 2008
• 2:50

  Family

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  div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"/span/divdiv style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"We don’t even share the same blood or surname/span/divdiv style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"I don't even know all about youbr /You have no obligation to do what you dobr /But you are my family!br /You don't need to be the sister I never hadbr /You don't need to share my joy and painbr /You don't need to help me get on the right pathbr /But you have become my family!br /br /I don't agree with you all the timebr /I annoy you with all my complaints and whiningbr /I disturb you all the timebr /But you're my family!br /Those I share the same blood with are far awaybr /There are not here when I need them the mostbr /But you are more than thatbr /You are my friend but you are my family!br /br /You and I don't know all about each otherbr /Bu you're my sister,br /You're my friend, my sister, my family./span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5907928843045383589?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• February 13, 2008
• 15:09

  The Friend

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  div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"How could I forget those tears?br /Yet how can I forget the laughterbr /How could I forget the piercing pain?br /Yet how can I throw away the happinessbr /"Those who are closest to you hurt you the most", they saybr /Whoever said they were wrong?br /What you did hurt me but you refused to seebr /How could I say goodbye to the bitterness?br /br /A little prayer and it was all gonebr //span/divdiv style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"div style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The bitterness was melted awaybr //span/divspan style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"The piercing pain disappearedbr /Whoever said it was easy?br /Whoever said no one would get hurt?br /We are different you knowbr /We are common though because the Lord's the Lord of usbr /Because the Lord's the Lord of us, we'll be friends foreverbr /No one said it would be easybr /br /I love you, you know thatbr /You make me angry sometimes and I tick you off too, don't Ibr /But no one said it was easybr /All we need is love and Godbr /We already have that, don't we?br /Then we'll be friends foreverbr /No one said it was going to be easybr /But we have God and we have lovebr /You, me, what else do we need?/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-5263605779092349535?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• January 12, 2008
• 20:24

  20 or 80

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  div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Wants and needs, always in conflictsbr /Like enemies, always at warbr /Choosing one means losing the otherbr /Wants and needs, which to choosebr /The 20% with something the 80% doesn't havebr /It should be obvious, shouldn't it?br /20% or 80%, wants or needsbr /The gifts, the constant I love you's, the 20%br /The stability, the boredom, the 80%br /Wants, what the 80% doesn't givebr /Needs, what the 20% doesn't offerbr //span/divdiv style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: times new roman; TEXT-ALIGN: center"span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"Neither has to meet the otherbr /Neither can be in the same placebr /80% or 20%, never 100%br /Wants and needs always in conflictsbr /Yesterday I contemplatedbr /Desiring the 20%, throwing away the 80%br /Today I know better, never wantsbr /Adoring the 80%, settling with needs/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-2927914124847994107?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• January 11, 2008
• 23:34

  Time

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  div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Young and pregnant /span/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Doesn't even have a college degree br /Alone and pregnant br /Baby momma for a man/span/span/span/divdiv style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Who may or may not love herbr /Single and pregnant br /Baby momma for a man who is dead br /Homeless and pregnant br /Parents kick her out and disown her br /Depressed and pregnant br /Friends have abandoned and shunned her br /Ashamed and pregnant br /Head bowed down in church br /br /One mistake, one night br /Young, alone and pregnant br /She knew it was safe br /Ashamed, depressed and pregnant br /One missed period and now...br /She is a baby momma/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4786312707021069927?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• 20:21

  Silence

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Days gone by, silence br /Words spoken, yet still silence br /Thoughts provoked, nothing! br /Friendship is non existent br /We're once friends you know br /All bubbly, all togetherbr /"Aki" and "pcpc", someone said br /Inseparable despite all our fights br /Now silence, looks of doubts br /Hello and hi said with hesitance br /Laughter so fake, so unwelcoming br /br /I don't hate you, you know br /I don't love you anymore either br /Your control over me is over br /You can't blame me anymore br /I can't bear all the faults no longer br /How is that I did all the wrong br /How is it that you did all the right br /Never once did you do the wrong br /Never once did I do something right br /Nine years gone by, you and Ibr /Friends that we once were br /Distant we now are br /Days gone, silence/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4968243221946203946?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• January 07, 2008
• 20:22

  Far away land

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"In a far away land, a land far away from here br /A land, separated from here by great waters br /Waters so wide, so deep, great waters br /That is where my home is br /Home! That is where my heart is br //span/span/span/div div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Where the smell of hospitality greets you in the morning br /Where the sounds of happiness and joy bathe you br /Where the touch of kindheartedness send waves through you br /In that land, yes that land, where my heart is, br /Family means more than individuality br /Togetherness is the pillar of society br /Cleanliness is next to godliness br /Friendships cement relationships br //span/span/span/div div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"In that land separated from here by great waters br /The smell of food although appalling to you, br /Refreshes my inner being and strengthens me br /The sound of people although uneducated to you br /Makes me appreciate my being and my land br /The sight of smiles although unexpected to you br /Gives me joy, happiness and the resolve to go on br /In that far away country, where my heart lies br /Where my heart lies and separated by great waters br /That is where I want to be not here! br //span/span/span/div div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"That far away country, my beautiful and rich country br /That is where my heart is not here! br /Ghana, that far away land, is where my heart is!/span/span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3279426186894835590?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• September 10, 2007
• 16:08

  Free Market System

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I won’t say I’m sorry ‘cos I’m noto:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I saw the sadness on your faceo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"But I won’t say I’m sorry ‘cos I’m noto:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Did you see the pain in my heart?o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"No! All you cared about was your sadnesso:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Friendship is not like thato:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"It’s not a free market systemo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"There is no free entry and exito:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"There is always a costo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"You tell me you called meo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I tell you I don’t have my phoneo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"You walk away to someone elseo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I say nice topo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"You say thank youo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Talking to me, never looking into my eyeso:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Not once and I start walking awayo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"You say “Won’t you even pay attention to me?”o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I shout, “I told you I didn’t have my phone”o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I scream “And you walked away from me”o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I whisper “So what do you want me to do?”o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I won’t say I’m sorry ‘cos I’m noto:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Yes I shouted but I’m not sorryo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"But did it bother you?o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Did it even occur to you the void you left?o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Those three month you were missing in actiono:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Those laconic statementso:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"The voicemails instead of your voiceo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"No comments about your sudden disappearanceo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Life goes on like nothing happenedo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"But life’s not like thato:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Friendship is not a free market systemo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"There is always a cost involvedo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"It goes from love minus void equates hurtso:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Then it goes to hurt plus nonchalance equates angero:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Yes I’m angry I won’t deny ito:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"You’re nasty to people when they don’t treat you wello:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Imagine how I felt this summer theno:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I won’t let it go like the other have doneo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Because for me friendship is not a free market systemo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"When I left a void in your lifeo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I cried and pleaded my way back into your lifeo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Not just walked back in like nothing happenedo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I’m hurt, yes I amo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I kept worrying, wondering if you were alrighto:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Why your sudden disappearanceo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"But you didn’t care about those fearso:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"It meant nothing to youo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"You just walked right back ino:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Like summer never happenedo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"But it did!o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"I love you and I always willo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"But remember life is not like thato:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Friendship is not likeo:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"There is no free entry and exito:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"font size="2"font color="#000000"Friendship is not a free market system!o:p/o:p/font/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;"o:p/o:pfont face="Trebuchet MS" color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/h3 p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center" align="center"span style="font-family: quot;Trebuchet MSquot;,quot;sans-serifquot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"o:p/o:pfont color="#000000" size="2"/font/span/p pfont color="#000000" size="2"/font/p div class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8830575138985539975?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• August 18, 2007
• 4:09

  Coup d'etat

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Gasping for air br /Chocking for freedom to fly free br /Its masters permit it not br /Chains keep it bound br /"Do this, do that" br /It, a pawn for their amusement br /How it feels, little meaning does it hold br /br /A coup d'état of its freedom br /Power they've had for 20 years br /Nothing done without permission, questioned! br /Everything done without approval, rebuked! br /This bird craving for freedom, chained! br /Words dictating its movement br /Depression, sadness, yet none do they see br /Its life, not theirs filled with rebellion br /br /Chains getting stronger, bird getting weaker br /The bird living a life its masters want br /Gasping for air, choking br /Longing to break free br /Longing to fly br /Dictatorship still enforced br /Bird getting weaker br /Rebellion getting stronger/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-9143769544259024289?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• June 20, 2007
• 23:42

  So Why Do I Cry?

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I know you're in a better place br /So why do I cry? br /I know you're far away from the wickedness of this world br /So why do I cry? br /I know you will never shed a tear again br /So why so I cry? br /I know you will never know sorrow and pain again br /So why do I cry? br /I know you're free of this hustling place we call home br /So why do I cry? br /br /Just the other day I was with you br /We laughing like you were never gone br /It was just like the good old times br /You laughing so loudly br /Me smiling because you were happy br /Just the other day I was with you br /You close to me br /Telling me what it'll be alright br /You were there, right there br /Just the other day I was with you br /But it was all a dream br /br /Damn it!!! br /br /Yvonne, tell me, explain to me br /Why do I cry? br /When I know that God has called you home br /Why do I cry? br /When you're having fun with the angels. br /Why do I cry br /When you're singing with the saints br /Why do I cry? br /When Jesus is right by you br /br /Why I cry br /Yvonne, only you would know./span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1712018811235461931?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• May 13, 2007
• 6:22

  Never again

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="text-align: center;"spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I will never be the same again,/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"This promise I make to God my King,/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I will walk apart,/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I’ll flee from sin and/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I will never be the same again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br /br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Don’t wanna be the same again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"This cry I make to you Jesus Christ/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I need to flee/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"From sin and lies and /span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I don’t wanna be the same again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br /br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Rekindle in me, Lord, /span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"The comforting Holy Spirit, again and again…/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To be the conscience I need Lord my God/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And let him guide me to glorify thine name/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br /br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"There are many times, temptation smiles/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And Lord, when it smiles, I smile at it/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"But dear Lord, I need you God/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To run, when it smiles at me again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br /br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Rekindle in me, Lord/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"The comforting Holy Spirit, again and again…/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To be the conscience I need Lord my God/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And let him guide me to glorify thine name 2X/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br /br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I can never be the same again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"This time, I vow to Jesus Christ/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I am fleeing from…/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"From it all and /span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I can never be the same again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br /br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And I can never be the same again…/span/span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-8363104390334043804?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 10, 2007
• 4:38

  Under Arrest

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"Dear You, br /I'm looking for the keys to my cages br /To my refuge, to my solitude br /To where I'm not tossed around and broken br /You stole the keys and bailed me out br /You set me free, set me loose br /Stripped me of my jail clothes br /Setting me free from my cages br /So I followed yours, drawn close to yours br /Yet the closer I got, the further yours run away br /So I got closer and wondered why br /Pondered why you would set me free and abandon me br /Make me happy once again and make me sad br /Hold me like I'm yours and drop me br /Treat me like "medC" and not "dC" me br /br /Give me the keys to my cages br /Let me go back to my solitude, to my fortress br /To where I won't be confused br /To where I won't be broken br /To where your "medC's" would sound like blah blah blah br /To where your kaa worries don't worry me br /To where your lol's are nothing anymore br /br /Give me the keys to my heart br /You thief! You steal the keys and yet leave me br /I'm going back to my cages br /I'm placing myself under arrest! br /br /From the heart!!/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-3051436333331594691?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 09, 2007
• 4:24

  The Heart

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I/span/span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" wonder why I 'm sad br /Shouldn't I be happy br /Knowing I have all the answers to my questions? br /Knowing I won't be confused anymore br /Knowing I won't act foolishly now br /Yes it my heart aches, it hurts br /And now it cries cos it's broken br /Broken because its feelings are unrequited br /The quantity it gives is not what is received br /br /I question whether it's just me?br /Why my heart gets broken constantly br /Why my heart has to cry and ache br /Just because it feelings are unrequited br /Its feelings are under appreciated br /Yet when it holds back and coils up... br /They won't understand, they are confused br /Yet they fail to forget the heart is tired... br /Tired of being broken, not loved as much br /Not appreciated and cared for as much br /They fail to realize that enough is enough br /The heart does not want to cry anymore br /It's tired of shedding tears br /Tired of holding on to what does not belong br /It's tired of loving and not being loved back br /Tired of aching and hurting br /br /The heart quits now br /Quits loving, quits opening up br /Quits giving in... br /The heart is taking a break br /It'll be a long one I hope.. br /br /Take a break heart br /For you've been broken one too many times/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1405882950280053612?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 07, 2007
• 4:17

  Confession of the Confused II

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="color: rgb(0,0,0); text-align: center"spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I want you but not now/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"You ask me why/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"It's ironic I say but it means what it means/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"What other explanation could I offer/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"What else is there to say?/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"He's immature they say, he can't handle it/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"It dawns on me better, why I want you but not now/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Wanting you would require time and space/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Dedication and the willingness to go beyond/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"That I have not, ce moment/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Mais, ce n'est pas tout/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br /br //span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" /spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I say I want you, but not now/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And you laugh and ask me why?/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Are you even ready for me to want you now/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Are you mature to handle my ish and business/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Are you mature enough to know my real worth/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To tolerate my monthly mood swings/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To be there when I need you/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To share all your problems without holding back/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To listen even though you're tired/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To accept me for who I am, in my beauty and ugliness?/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To want to work things out when times are hard/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To let me know, I hurt you without feeling proud to do so/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To acknowledge you're wrong sometimes and say sorry/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"To forgive me when I hurt you and apologize/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br /br //span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" /spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"What does that line mean?/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"And I say its ironic/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"But it still means what it means/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspan style="color: rgb(0,0,0); "span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I want you but I don't want you now/span/span/span/span/div pspan style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"/span/pdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-9003017372656168789?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• April 03, 2007
• 6:26

  Confession of the confused

   » ‎ Rose among Thorns
  div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Why do you invade my thoughts? br /Sneaking into my mind… br /Flooding everything I think with images of you br /Images that seem not to disappear br /So I try hard to think of something else br /But you just won’t go away? br /Why do you torment my soul, my mind, my being? br /I reach out to you but withdraw br /I want to have you for myself br /But I don’t want you, not now br /I yearn for your love, your attention br /But I don’t want you, not now I mean br /So why can’t I kick you out br /Chase you out so my thoughts can be free of you br /Night after night, I lie alone although you’re there br /There in my thoughts, my dreams br /All is bliss with you there br /So peaceful just like you br /Your smile, your warmth… br /With you everything is so easy, so smooth br /br /I want you but I don’t want you now br /I yearn for your love, your attention but not now br /So why do you torment me this much br /Why do you make all my worries disappear? br /Knowing I can’t be with you br /Knowing I can’t share it with you br /You’re right! You’re a free man, free agent! br /Free to do as you please with whom you please br /I’ll pretend not to care but that’ll be lying br /Lying to myself and to you br /I don’t know why I keep up with this façade br /This deceit of just wanting to be friends br /Don’t you see it, can’t you sense it br /Do I need to prop your eyes open? br /Do you need to be fed the truth before you can see? br /Do you need to be told before you know? br /What else is there to be said for you to acknowledge br /Can’t you tell my reactions are different from the others? br /I can’t even look you in the eyes… br /br /I’m asking for too much maybe br /Wait! What am I asking for again? br /You? But I’m not even ready for you br /So why do I fret? Worry? br /It’ll be easy if you’ll go away br /You’ll leave my thoughts br /You’ll stop invading my dreams br /You’ll stop being as sweet as you are br /You’ll stop being you br /br /Being bubbly, warm, just you! br /But that’ll be asking for too much br /That’ll mean you being non-existent br /But that’ll be selfish of me br /We’re just friends, I keep telling everyone br /But I keep wishing we could be more than that br /But I won’t push it, if it’s meant to be, it’ll be br /If not, I’ve just got to deal with it br /Deal with just being a friend br /After all, life must go on, shouldn’t it? br /I keep saying this feeling will fade br /Yet is keeps getting stronger everyday br /I lie to myself saying there is nothing br /But reality hits and its there br /If it weren’t there, why would I care extra? br /Why would I be sad when you don’t call, just one day? br /Why I would be sulk when we have to say goodnight? br /br /I’m I going crazy? Do I need help? Maybe I do… br /What is this that I feel? br /Don’t fool me and tell me its nothing br /I know it’s not a crush or infatuation br /It would have vanished a long time ago br /It’s not love! That I know for sure br /It’s not lust! Thank God! br /So what is it? Is it even requited? br /Why does it torment my being? br /Why does it drive me crazy? br /br /I’m not ready for anything or you br /So why do I yearn for you? br /Why do my senses fail me when I talk to you? br /Why can’t I compose myself when around you? br /I don’t want anything so what I’m I asking for? br /Wait! I’m confused… br /br /If I don’t want anything why this confession? br /Why this baring of my soul? br /Maybe you’ll stop invading my thoughts now br /Maybe I’ll sleep and not dream of you br /Maybe this feeling I feel will go away br /br /Maybe, br /br /Yet, maybe NOT!/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-1024998888726660120?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• March 15, 2007
• 4:05

  Dada!!

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  div style="text-align: center"spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Ev/span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"eryday I miss you, I know I don't call/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I miss you, I know I haven't spoken to you this year/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I miss, I wish to be with you/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"My mother, my grandmother!/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I count down, soon I'll be with you/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I count down, Christmas is almost here/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I count down,, itching to be back home/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"My friend, my role model!/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I ask myself, why distance has to separate us /span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I ask myself, why you had to be so far away/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I ask myself,, when I'll see you again/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"My grandmother, my daavi-ami/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br /br //span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" /spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I ask why you had to make those sacrifices/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Take care of me as though I was your child/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Fed me, bathed me, held me, taught me/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I am your grand daughter! Yet I am your child/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Your are my grand mother! Yet you are my mother/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Daavi-Ami, Dada, days without you seems lonely/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I know I don't call but I will soon/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"I hope when I call it will not be too later/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br //span/spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"My grand mother, my inspiration, my mother!/span/span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" br /br //span/spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;" /spanspanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"Everyday I miss you yet I know I don't call/span/span/span/span/span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-7089073876490036959?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div
• March 13, 2007
• 6:14

  The Phone Call

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  div style="text-align: center; "spanspan class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"My strength, I know cannot sustain me br /My knowledge I know cannot see me through br /My self reliance I know cannot help me in this time of grief br /Even when you asked me to surrender it all… br /I put you on hold thinking I could do it all br /Then the line went silent… br /I hung up on you and without calling back; I went on with my life br /You kept calling back but I hung up every time you did br /br /You never stopped calling but I stop listening to the phone ring br /Until I got trapped! I had no one to turn to but you br /It was then I started looking for your number br /I searched but then it dawned, it was lost br /Where was I to find it? br /br /I didn’t find the number but you called just when I couldn’t contain it anymore br /It was awkward at first but when you said “Welcome Home my child” br /I cried out my problems to you, and you listened br /Then you carried me close to you and walked with me through it all br /Everyday you call. Even when there is no problem br /br /My strength I know cannot sustain me br /My knowledge I know cannot see me through br /My self reliance I know cannot help me in this time of distress/span/span /span/divdiv class="blogger-post-footer"img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5714029844287098794-4608960679015850255?l=midgiechic.blogspot.com'//div