<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:32:16.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angelah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110838188398610671</id><published>2005-02-14T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:51:23.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>You were beside me when i was sadI told you all my secrets with no lefttelling you to keep it quietbut to my surprise&lt;br /&gt; you let out all my secrets to yourfriends,&lt;br /&gt;it brokes my heart for me to see that.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give you a slapbut it will hurts me more.&lt;br /&gt;i decide to end our friendship inharmony.&lt;br /&gt;It will give me peace &amp;&lt;br /&gt;i will never see you again all in my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110838188398610671?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110838188398610671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110838188398610671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838188398610671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838188398610671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/broken-heart.html' title='Broken Heart'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110838172439058976</id><published>2005-02-14T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:48:44.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends with Love</title><content type='html'>Why did this happen, I should of knew,&lt;br /&gt; I'm never going to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard I try,&lt;br /&gt;I will always cry,&lt;br /&gt;without you there is no meaning to my life,&lt;br /&gt;so maybe I should grab my knife,&lt;br /&gt;so what can I do...&lt;br /&gt;I know i will never end up with you,&lt;br /&gt;should I go on with life...&lt;br /&gt;or should I just cut myself with a knife...&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I will ever do whats right....&lt;br /&gt;your my friend &amp; thats good,&lt;br /&gt;if i could change that i would,&lt;br /&gt;but at least we're friends,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing less,&lt;br /&gt;thats something I should bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110838172439058976?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110838172439058976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110838172439058976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838172439058976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838172439058976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/friends-with-love.html' title='Friends with Love'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110838142718150874</id><published>2005-02-14T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:43:47.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Game Of Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="poem"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Life is a series of day to day events,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Opening and closing doors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and obstacles to overcome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Life is like a game that you play with yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Whether deciding to live one more day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Or deciding to just quit it all and sleep forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110838142718150874?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110838142718150874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110838142718150874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838142718150874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838142718150874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/game-of-life.html' title='The Game of Life'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110838091283987301</id><published>2005-02-14T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:35:12.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Life is sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's full of loneliness like this park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No one was waiting for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No one would come for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I thought you would,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But that's the order from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The grass is crying out sadness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The trees are crying out loneliness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everything is just so sad in this lonely park.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever my heart was torn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And now you're gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Which makes me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wrote you pages,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But there were no replies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Where are you?I am looking for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But this is the result...&lt;br /&gt;I went to the airport with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I remembered you told me to wait for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh well! You're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You're disappeared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;How can I carry on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You said our love will be ever lasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What a liar!&lt;br /&gt;You just walked away without saying a "bye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That was the first time you ever told a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The only one can keep my strength alive has gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I'm now trying to find other ways to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I'm still;;waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm still longing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110838091283987301?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110838091283987301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110838091283987301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838091283987301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838091283987301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-is-sad.html' title='Life is Sad'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110838025785260038</id><published>2005-02-14T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:24:17.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE REALITY OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;has been and ever shall be our scourge and balm,, our wound and value, source of our finest, the most bestial actions, the emotion that passes all understanding. It is a heavenly body out or orbit, beond manmade laws, ethics or control, a magical splendor that descends upon us like to he gift of ounge and possesses us whether we will or not. Love transforms us into something strange and rare, it ignites our lives and dying, takes all meaning away.&lt;br /&gt;     We die of love and die without it, our hearts beat for i and break for it.Love is the only hing hat matters at all, after all. That is why, if you find yourself in love with someone, who doesn't love you, be gentle with yourself. If you find yourself in love with you and you don't love him, always feel and keep in mind that love will come. If you fall in love with another and he falls in love with you, do not try to reclaim it or to assess blame. There is a reason and there is a meaning.&lt;br /&gt;     But love is somewhere else and all those other drives and needs and feelings are like gases that swirl about in space inwardly spiraling through the centuries to conrol at las in a small hard core, gases that are only hot air in themselves but essential for the eventual formation of a new world, a world of real love.&lt;br /&gt;     A new generation with a new sandards of living will not come about as a result of some mystical mutation or spiritual growth.The facts are more for fear of displeasing, for fear of loss, because when the crunch comes we can cope alone.&lt;br /&gt;    Remember this, and keep it to your heart, the love has its own time, its own seasons, for coming and going.Love always has been and will be a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; cannot thrive an inequality or extreme poverty.It demands that an individual feels a certain control over his life because, in too great a storm, we tend to seek any refuge. It is moral and controllable because it stems from the head not the heart.&lt;br /&gt;    And true love is still an embryo that is fragile compared to others ties because it derives no strength from more ancient needs. Is roots are not in he pas but in the future. It is beginning, a new survival mechanisms slowly evolving to suiot new circumsances&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;....    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110838025785260038?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110838025785260038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110838025785260038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838025785260038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110838025785260038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/reality-of-love.html' title='THE REALITY OF LOVE'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110777252732949501</id><published>2005-02-07T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T02:35:27.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QOUTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Winners&lt;/span&gt; make things happen&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Losers&lt;/span&gt; let things happen"&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;People often reject principles-they prefer to keep their prejudices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friends are like a beautiful garden.They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;require regular care."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;                                                    "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Visions of the future are better than dreams of the past"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Carrying a grudgeis like a run in stocking-- it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; can only gets worse. Forgiveness is the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110777252732949501?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110777252732949501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110777252732949501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110777252732949501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110777252732949501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/qoutes.html' title='QOUTES'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10675939.post-110777178747815213</id><published>2005-02-07T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T02:23:07.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF U'R HEART NOT IN ITS</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm missin u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Boy eventhough u right here by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Co'z lately it seems the distance between us is growing so wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm so afraid that u say it is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but baby it make it easy for u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But if u'r heart not in its for real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Please don't try to fake what u don't feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If love's already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its not fair to led me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Co'z i would give the whole world for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anything u ask of me I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but i wo'nt ask u  to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'd rather walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if ur heart not in its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohh..ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You say that u love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But baby sometime u just sayi'n those words(sayin the words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You've got something to tell me dont keep that inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Let it be heard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(REPEAT REFRAIN &amp; CHORUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10675939-110777178747815213?l=ndiehalegna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/feeds/110777178747815213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10675939&amp;postID=110777178747815213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110777178747815213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10675939/posts/default/110777178747815213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndiehalegna.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-ur-heart-not-in-its.html' title='IF U&apos;R HEART NOT IN ITS'/><author><name>angelah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07681496212779935324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
