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	<title>Liza Mae &#124; life, love, &#38; photography &#187; poetry</title>
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		<title>live life with no regrets &#8230; just love and appreciate</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/3493/live-life-with-no-regrets-just-love-and-appreciate/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2011 01:22:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;So here I am sitting in a corner feeling the world around me, slowly caving in &#8230; watching the walls coming closer as I shrivel up into a ball getting smaller and smaller &#8230; Feeling the pressure incase me trapping my soul &#8230; For after death, my souls all I have, and as I take [...]]]></description>
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		<title>anxiety strikes again</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/386/anxiety-strikes-again/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 15:36:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[anxiety. I woke up with this feeling. Now my heart pounds faster with every short breath &#8230; muscles in my shoulders and lower back tense. I hate this feeling. I want to crawl up in my sheets and sleep, dismissing my life for a moment.  Then when I wake the anxiety will be another thing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>verbal outage</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/255/verbal-outage/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 00:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I sit here staring at this blank canvas &#8230; thinking. I am trying to organize my thoughts but it seems I keep getting                                               lost. A.D.D. got the best of me, thinking of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Undescribable Passion &#8211; Freestyle</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/249/undescribable-passion-freestyle/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This just came out the way it did and sorry if it is too hard to understand &#8230; +++ The passion between us is so strong that it still resonates within me.  I crumble with the thoughts of us together.  It has been six days too long since we were in close proximity and the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>sliding doors</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/246/sliding-doors/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wrote this on my Blackberry while on the subway.  There are two ways you can read it.  All in one long stride or skip formats.  So read all the regular fonts first &#8211; then the italicized.  The italicized is what actually was occurring on the subway and the regular font is what I was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>s    e   p     e  r         a     t           i        on</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/235/s-e-p-e-r-a-t-i-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i        a  m            h   e   r  e. y o u a r e t  h  e  r  e   . Lost between the spaces of time &#8230; going back and forth in my mind. yet I should be living here.  i am here. STOP reliving the pain &#8230; i tell myself over and over. STOP seeing the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Freestyle (Random)</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/191/freestyle-random/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 23:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I begin to pave this path of loving you, I become in a state of euphoria &#8230; higher than I&#8217;ve ever gone and higher than I think I&#8217;d ever be. I&#8217;ve travelled many lengths to finally find you and you were just a second away. I can never get used to this feeling because [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Piece of Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am quiet, I am shy, amongst the unfamiliar &#8230; but sometimes I walk tall though I am vertically small I sometimes think I know it all when I know nothing. I straighten my back and hold my head up high not because I am stuck up but because I was taught to in ballet [...]]]></description>
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		<title>love is on auto</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/161/love-is-on-auto/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2005 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Opening my eyes I see you now hoping to see you in my tomorrows and if only my maybe&#8217;s are certainties I wouldn&#8217;t be so careful about these feelings thought to be delusions thought to be reality thought&#8217;s not worth thinking about because my thoughts only rot this beauty my taintedness possessed from past experiences [...]]]></description>
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		<title>broken circle</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/33/broken-circle/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2004 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I feel numb &#8230; conversations exchanged between two lost souls has got me thinking about my past if things &#8230; were real? or surreal? If love was a perception that was deluded &#8230; into my vulnerable little figure &#8230; my weakness&#8217; were exposed and I wonder if &#8230; these weaknesses were consoled to build this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Words Left Unfinished &#124; Poetry in the Making</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/15/unfinished-works/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2004 07:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lately I've been writing but ... it seems as though I am not focused.  I start but I don't finish but someone told me that sometimes ... its better left unsaid.]]></description>
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		<title>Separation</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/10/seperation/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2003 11:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Separation between time has me running around in circles triangles &#38; squares. Trying to shape questionable words which have not yet been transformed into actions leading to reactions, which will determine which route I should stroll through. While I try to decipher this hidden message you&#8217;ve been sending me electronically I wait anxiously for you [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Shared Space</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/8/shared-space/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2003 19:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is interesting how you have impacted me in this brief period of my life &#8230; I wonder how we crossed paths &#8230; and why I just didn&#8217;t keep going. But now that we are face-to-face &#8230; sharing this space &#8230; I try to trace the facets of your mental place &#8230; which I am [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Questioning Love</title>
		<link>http://www.lizamae.com/entry/7/questioning-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2003 17:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Liza Mae V.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been thinking about all the relationships I had and with that I think of all the good times I have encountered yet still have not found &#8220;The ONE&#8221;. Maybe it is me and this thing I believe in &#8220;The ONE&#8221; may not truly exist yet I still yearn for it and hope that one [...]]]></description>
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