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  <title>burckley</title>
  <subtitle>burckley</subtitle>
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    <name>burckley</name>
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  <updated>2007-07-10T09:10:43Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:2637</id>
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    <title>prolific strangers</title>
    <published>2007-07-10T09:10:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-10T09:10:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just, for one moment , when you think everything is going wrong, it comes and hits you right where it counts, I'm not talking about about a life changer, I'm talking about what you want at that exact moment, so defiant and prosice that you really can't believe.  How it happens is rare, why it happens who gives a shit.  It happened, it was great now realize your potential, stop thinkin about it and go, just go far away, do not come back.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:2349</id>
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    <title>real friends</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T09:12:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-08T09:12:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Move forth, they bring you along only to tear you , like any realtionship they rip everything snd its all gone, theres more important and better conquests ahead I would like for you too fuck off</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:2303</id>
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    <title>when you have nothing to offer, what do you have left</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T08:55:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-08T08:55:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>shit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Its so revolting, sinking further to this rut.  Take your time, hold it down and turn it all the way around squeeze it dry.  Let it rest, only in one momnet you realize you have nothing, what's there to offer.  Its offical, your not much, you really aren't antything.  The bugs are infesting you, you  will never have whay you want.  Your so un noticed.  Scream silent in this crowded room, wishing you were someone else.  Under they vice grips of loose lips that do whaever they want but your restricted and bond to something you'll never want.  You all make me sick, how could I lower mty self all you women are the same you all make me sick, flip your hair, let them spit there venom that you always seeming to inject you and your delirous to think or see what's right infront of you, get the fuck out of here your a fucking joke</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:1820</id>
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    <title>K.A.R.I (from the heart)</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T06:19:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T22:23:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my thoughts</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If I could find the words t o make you mine I would write them a million times on blank pages and loose leaf paper a send them to you everyday, I find myself wandering like a child hittin sticks on the side walk and kickin rocks just waiting for a pretty girl to put a check in the yes box.  If I could write a song to make you mine I would sing it a million times on your front porch and in your radio put it on tapes and cds and play it on repeat.  If only I was charming and captavating enough to sweep you off your feet and let you own the stars.  I would give you the moon and name planets after you just so I can hear your beautiful name. I would hand you all the things you ever wanted, if I had the ability. If I could find the words I would say them to you now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:1731</id>
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    <title>mass</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T05:56:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T05:56:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its hard to open your eyes to realazations and lies, its ever harder when you realize all you have to say is bye.  For now, maybe forever so long, and sever all the ties, that tied us down.  But I just want you to know that this heart still beats, this mind won't change I love you more than I prepared for, so take my hand lets leave this palace of the wicked.  For we are entangled in the strongest thing of all.  We are two perfect matches, you complete my puzzle, and ill let you go in hope you return and I can see your face and forget this place.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:1333</id>
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    <title>welcome to _____</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T09:42:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T09:42:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gillie da kid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Loveless lovers, combantint brothers.  Take thy and replace me with a gallow, take me down with the gulliotine.  Bloods on your hands, now your the murderer, now I'm the departed.  Iv gotten darker and much more eire.  Its my plight you don't understand, its where I stand summoning 1000 plagues and conjuring calm storms to prepare you for the rapture.  So long wishful thinking, hello blissfull ignorance.  Silence with the everyloving and sweet hand of or mercifull god. the father, the spirit and the holy ghost couldn't devise a plan to unroot my unlawfull meanings and the blastfamis monatary thoughts.  So exchange blows, take me out at the toes and let me lose balance.  Let me lay there rambling and going on and on about how we were ment to be and that love is all you need.  I'm starting to even believe my self I'm a walking contradiction. Cut me down</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:1239</id>
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    <title>real life goes undifined</title>
    <published>2006-11-28T00:21:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-28T00:21:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>annas crazy mom</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I kissed the light, it shined so eligant.  It asked to dance, took my hand and fled this place.  We never looked back.  Sick joke bad days haven't been leading to better ones.  Put I gotta gotta get it together.  Someone give me a danm direction iv been driving all night and going nowhere fast.  so please tell me what I did wrong, or is it that I did nothing right at all.  She told me, she looked me dead in the eye and said, "is this everything you wanted or am I just another way to make you feel more alive"  I just stood there star struck with my mouth hung to floor. What do it do now, ill do what I do best and that's run like hell.  From the an angel because I'm to affraid to make it this way.  Perfection is a plague, and you've got the disease.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:939</id>
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    <title>bar fights between lonley and alone</title>
    <published>2006-11-23T03:20:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-23T03:20:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dave playing sexual healing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sitting at a bar, and the only thought I have is the battle between me and I.  Its shameless cuz I'm shameless.  We are like paranoia and pandimoneum, or some where between love.  Its chaotic, its the only thing that I have to stay alive. So hold on tight, this is a rough ride down the road of going home and being together.  We walk hand and hand, we stroll together.  We are love birds, no one can tell us other wise.  No time for goodbyes its just a little tension battle between you and I.  I love you like only a child can, I need this more than the morning air. I'm to shots from a breakdown, a stroke on a chord from a meltdown.  We are 1 + 1 we equal 2.  With you I'm free with you I am we.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:564</id>
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    <title>lets learn volleyball</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T23:58:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T23:58:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sportscenter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Its all a lie now, you keep hanging around, you will not get your way get over it.  We do not sing we do not hold hands.  This is fake, its all about what you are doing for me.  When your not looking I'm laughing at you as you are trying to grasp, how we can even imagine to spit this fire.  See its all the same to, just latching on to anything that dare past your way. Your a virus and we all know, having the same conversations without any sensations.  You are all an experimentation, so lets just take as it is.  But lets be honest, your so sad.  Sink your teeth into this.  WE DON'T CARE.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:burckley:498</id>
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    <title>make way merriweather</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T06:54:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T06:54:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everytime I die</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We walk through the gallows like rabbits through the meadow.  We were so wrong in our ways.  Are you kidding me?  Is that's all that's left, you picked our brains now we are drinking like we have no tomorrow to wake up to. That's the way we like things, where's your class.  You lost it in a gun fight.  We dance through the streets with the elegance of a ballet dance and I believe you.  When  we are on were on, but just once we will make our way to the dance floor and make love like strangers, till the end of the night when the bar is singing our praise.  You light me like a cigarrete now leave me to burn.</content>
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