<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/heartbrokenangel"><title>Angels and the Rain - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/</link><description>sometimes even angels need to cry. This blog page describes the most intense emotions people can feel. Pain, hurt, love, joy, etc. If you have any requests for a poem or journal entry, please contact me.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593934" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593551" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593548" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593547" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593546" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593545" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593544" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593394" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593233" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593934"><title>super bowl</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593934</link><description>maybe it's my view on things how i'm a girl and he's not but football never appealed to me i never saw what they got out of guys attacking other guys on fake grass they do fight wearing tight pants and sweaty pads Until one of them wins for the night Throwing the ball to the other end They charge...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593551"><title>Nightmare</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593551</link><description>I wake The darkness now only a memory Cold sweat Trickles down my forehead and temples I tremble Remembering the fear that had gripped me "Not safe" The only thought that races through my head "But why?" Would that ever happen to me Not fair My feelings toward my mind For creating A thing of...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593548"><title>My baby</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593548</link><description>A movement inside Feeble is the thump Happiness abundant This miracle has brought Hands close around The belly with care With the likeness of a drum represents the love we share Love her i know i do And i hope that maybe Mother, i'll be a good one And she'll be my beautiful baby. -heartbrokenangel</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593547"><title>Twin Soldiers</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593547</link><description>The battle's being won The fight is being lost He is much too young Now he's fated to pay the cost He grasps onto life With bloody, trembling fingers But in the core of all his strife No pain at all lingers His head is seeping With pride and blood His eyes are weeping His face pressed in the mud...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593546"><title>War</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593546</link><description>One tin soldier Lay fallen in the leaves The chaos surrounds The enemy seethes A symbol of darkness Power and hate Ordered to kill Forced to go against fate The beat of a heart Suddenly halts The taste of blood Like rust and salt A solitary petal Descends in the night A figure of happiness...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593545"><title>To Die</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593545</link><description>Something isn't right Everything is wrong It's just out of my sight I cannot hear my song My legs of lead aren't moving No thoughts inside my head My lungs and heart aren't working I can't tell what's being said No felling in my fingers I cannot blink my eyes No emotions at all still linger Now I...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593544"><title>No One Else</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593544</link><description>Ever looked at millions of candles? Every one of them seeming to light the way? And then you see a light bulb And you can't look away It's image printed to the back of your eyelids and no matter where you turn Each candle seems dimmer No longer exciting Much is the same When you find your true...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593394"><title>life</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593394</link><description>Life is a maze of turns, trials, and dead ends. We are simply the rabbits. Some of us complete our maze before the rest of us. Some of us choose different paths, going down a different road, ending up somewhere they don't want to be. But for the others, who strived onward no matter the loss, no...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593233"><title>Down Comes The Rain</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/heartbrokenangel/593233</link><description>Down Comes The Rain From The Tortured Sky Tears Of Pain The Clouds Thunder And Cry The Sky Is Gray To Match My Mood The Trees Bend And Sway Held Only By Roots The Wind Howls Loud Singing A Mournful Dirge The Rain Pelts The Windows Pat, Pat, Splurge, Splurge Down Comes The Rain Washing Away My...</description></item></rdf:RDF>