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			<title><![CDATA[Woes & Whys]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 01 Mar 2017 06:13:19 GMT</pubDate>
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Mind is twisted, heart is devastated. Why does love have to be so complicated?
 
Breathing slowly, feeling lonely. Why doesn’t love lead us to our one and only?
 
Always failing, not succeeding. Why does love keep on evading?
 
Hands are trembling, chest is pounding. Why does love leave us aching?
 
Eyes are teary, feeling weary. Why does love have to be dreary?
 
Always faking, never admitting. Why does love allow us to keep on pretending?
 
Sun is setting, darkness is coming. Why doesn’t love always have a happy ending?

*-Lynareg</description>
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Mind is twisted, heart is devastated. Why does love have to be so complicated?<br />
 <br />
<i>Breathing slowly, feeling lonely. Why doesn’t love lead us to our one and only?</i><br />
 <br />
Always failing, not succeeding. Why does love keep on evading?<br />
 <br />
<i>Hands are trembling, chest is pounding. Why does love leave us aching?</i><br />
 <br />
Eyes are teary, feeling weary. Why does love have to be dreary?<br />
 <br />
<i>Always faking, never admitting. Why does love allow us to keep on pretending?</i><br />
 <br />
Sun is setting, darkness is coming. Why doesn’t love always have a happy ending?<br />
<br />
</b><i>-Lynareg</i></blockquote>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2017 11:32:02 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>It has been a month since I saw your eyes as they glimmer like the stars above and the city lights. A month since I felt your soft lips on my cheek as you bid goodbye and whispered goodnight.
 
It has been a month since I heard you laugh ridiculously while sipping coffee and reciting movie lines. A month since I smelled your sweet scent that lingered in the air during that cold and starry night.
 
It has been a month since you sat at the passenger seat while we cruised through the city just before the break of light. A month since we filled our stomachs together while we enjoyed watching basketball highlights.
 
Yes, it has been a month and I miss you. If only I could melt your steely heart with these short silly lines.:hopelessness:

-Lynareg</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">It has been a month since I saw your eyes as they glimmer like the stars above and the city lights. A month since I felt your soft lips on my cheek as you bid goodbye and whispered goodnight.<br />
 <br />
It has been a month since I heard you laugh ridiculously while sipping coffee and reciting movie lines. A month since I smelled your sweet scent that lingered in the air during that cold and starry night.<br />
 <br />
It has been a month since you sat at the passenger seat while we cruised through the city just before the break of light. A month since we filled our stomachs together while we enjoyed watching basketball highlights.<br />
 <br />
Yes, it has been a month and I miss you. If only I could melt your steely heart with these short silly lines.:hopelessness:<br />
<br />
-<i>Lynareg</i></blockquote>

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