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	      <title><![CDATA[Drowning,]]></title>
	      <link>http://blatantdesire.buzznet.com/user/journal/3866911/drowning/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<p>I feel like I'm slowly dropping off.<br />Into the unknown. Into a place that only I know.<br />A place within my own, the only sign of home.<br />Every breath hurts more then the last.<br />Too young to be this numb, too strong to simply let go.<br />But being like this is what stings the most.</p>]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>blatantdesire</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2009-03-15T07:31:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[Untitled.]]></title>
	      <link>http://blatantdesire.buzznet.com/user/journal/3527691/untitled/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<p>Closed in this room, your phantom figured has blocked all escapes.<br /> No way out, the claustrophobia is moments from unbearable. <br /> No other can leave me feeling trapped the way you do. <br /> Not a spoken word can change your mind, so my thoughts descend.<br /> Escape can only go so high off the ground.<br /> You hold me here, you hold me tight.<br /> You hold me here, whispering good night.<br /> Protective armor is a necessity when you are near.<br /> This hard exterior is nothing but lies.<br /> My soul is far too frail to be close to such a bull,<br />when my heart is merely laced with glass.<br /> Your intended purpose has been met,<br /> let me be the first to give my bruised and swollen congratulations.<br /> Your unbreakable grasp is doing just that...it breaks me as well.</p>]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>blatantdesire</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-12-20T18:56:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[Doctor, tell me, how do you cure emptiness?]]></title>
	      <link>http://blatantdesire.buzznet.com/user/journal/3377711/doctor-tell-cure-emptiness/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<p>The faint sound of bare feet on tiled floor,<br />perfectly in tune with the metronome in my chest.<br />You can skip all you want, but it just stays the same.<br />For things once true are never more,<br />acceptance, I'm afraid, is best. <br />And as for those regrets? They're futile, my love.<br />Here one moment, and slipping away every one after.<br />You can't change your fate, the way you can your hair.<br />No matter how much color you put into the universe,<br />so much less is returned.<br />"Unfair is all you are!" She cries into the abyss.<br />Tragic that no one is listening anymore.<br />Eventually, we all become like a child's toys.<br />Once cherished, now nothing more.</p>]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>blatantdesire</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-11-15T11:05:00Z</dc:date>
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