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		<title>Mazzy Star sings it so well&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 07:55:22 +0000</pubDate>
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When my daughter passed away three years ago come November 28th this song was what held me when no one else could, this is the song that always made me feel like there was a reason she couldn&#8217;t be here with me and there was a reason I didn&#8217;t get to say goodbye. Its horrible [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Pretty Little Pills&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 07:10:21 +0000</pubDate>
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Pretty little pills&#8230;..

Living in the moment, 
loving when I&#8217;m loved, 
forgetting the things that hurt, 
its pretty easy to do, 
I&#8217;ve got a pill for each of my moods. 
Nothing pretty, no colors 
to change the hue that truly exists 
inside my soul. 
Pain that never goes away 
takes me down a path 
I don&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blue&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 20:40:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristy Tallman</dc:creator>
		
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She woke up with the blues
and no crayons to change
the color of her mood
too much hurts,
so many aches
have changed the person
she used to be.
She seeks for solace
in her journey through time
finding herself
too often hitting rewind. 
I see her eyes
in the darkness of my dreams
but during the days
I know she&#8217;s with me
but even with that comfort
it [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Love you&#8230;.</title>
		<link>http://kristytallman.net/2008/11/04/love-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 07:48:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristy Tallman</dc:creator>
		
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Love You&#8230;.

there&#8217;s a phoenix rising into the sun,a distant hope on the horizonof a life that&#8217;s come undone.genuine pain is a fleeting heartbeatit flutters no more.
the sting of a butterfly&#8217;s wingcaressed by a brush of skin -its color the beauty of inkpressed hard into the pores of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hotel California&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 05:31:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristy Tallman</dc:creator>
		
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Hotel California&#8230;.
It’s the live version of the Eagles playing - the crowd cheers as they bring forth the common melody which lets everyone know the song they are about to play. The lighters flicker in the darkness as the guitars play&#8230;.its a beautiful sight to behold - the tiny rays of life&#8217;s flames burning brightly.
The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A River Through the Wind</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 05:20:20 +0000</pubDate>
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A River Through the Wind
Time is of the essence,
so quickly it moves,
the sands run like a river
through the wind,
a distant memory recalled,
replaced by a new moment
precious and few,
lest we forget to pause
a second to take a breath.
Breathe, take in the day&#8217;s light,
carry with you the spirit of night,
know that you won&#8217;t see
that moment again,
for in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>hollow&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 05:11:33 +0000</pubDate>
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hollow&#8230;
A silhouette of silence, a veil to cover the pain, eyes that see through you, warmth that extinguishes as into the shadows she fades. Beautiful dreamer of lost lives, lives no one has anymore,lives only found nowin a more recent fairytale book, she reads from faded pages, avoiding the end because she knows,nothing is as [...]]]></description>
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		<title>dying&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
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dying&#8230;.
pretty pictures hang on a wall, simple furniture scratches and all a rug that had seen better days dingy windows with broken panes. 
shimmers of light show through curtains raveling from their hangers a woman sits quietly in her rocking chair alone remembering the sounds that were present so long ago 
now - silence is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Granted Time&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 04:57:49 +0000</pubDate>
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Granted Time&#8230;
There is a shadow across the room, his body moves as each breath is taken in and released with such ease. It reminds me of peace, it reminds me of the feeling he gives to me.
His quiet slumber, I wonder where his dreams take him, I imagine I am sometimes there in the corners [...]]]></description>
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		<title>One of These Mornings&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 04:52:10 +0000</pubDate>
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One of These Mornings&#8230;.
One of these mornings,
I will awaken to a new dawn,
I will find you standing there,
as beautiful as I knew you would be,
You will be waiting there -
waiting for me. 

So long I&#8217;ve been waiting for you.
Missing you, holding -
so many questions in my heart
just for you. 

One of these mornings,
I will awaken [...]]]></description>
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