<?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/jpart1225007190"><title>My Expressions - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/</link><description>1. Love poems
2. Ponderisms
3. Incouraging
4. Letting out anger

Also, may contain some editorials on politics or on how I feel in general.
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This is the first time we’ve had Once I first heard, I fell in love as if it’s just words...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/564491"><title>Dear Song,</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/564491</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/19/08 © 2008 As I scroll in passing I hear you, my feel, fascinating As I am moved toward you The feel is like I’m closer For my mind only moves in your path For what? This is the first time we’ve had Once I first heard, I fell in love as if it’s just words...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/564269"><title>Get a Life…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/564269</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/19/08 © 2008 As a way, we sleep We feel the need For one another, which we only wish It is truly real We find to be lost In a way, of a run away Outcasts, to express something which never lasts Our minds play a devil’s game, night or day We dance behind the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/563506"><title>I Want To Be Rich</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/563506</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/13/08 © 2008 As a human being, I wish for things As everyone else, Who may wish for the same thing I wish for wealth So that I may feel secure Nothing to sell Something different is my allure My wealth is you My success is marrying you My reward is you...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/563130"><title>Homeless</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/563130</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/13/08 © 2008 As I, walk around Outside, trying to see through the inside Strangely, my mind’s desires no longer hide My eyes focus through the closed glass Something seemingly remarkable, Should time pass? This will not last For I am a wanderer A wonderer,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/562559"><title>A Bloom in Shallow Water</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/562559</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/8/08 © 2008 A new sickness I hate feeling relentless A place where we first confessed…our feelings As I look at you To what I view, an unclean truth Sometimes I can’t look at you The feelings I’ve had My nervous system in ways, A feeling like I’m sad For...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/562309"><title>Second Father</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/562309</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/7/08 © 2008 The sickness, from what I remember All those times, the repeats I’ve heard As growing up on the road Riding for miles, memory has shown A sense of ridiculous imposition My mind plays tricks, It’s true from always watching these gimmicks The shows...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/561461"><title>Waiting for Summer</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/561461</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 8/4/08 © 2008 As I look, and imagine I wish you were here with me As I hold and kiss your hand I then hold you in my arms, We kiss as we stand I was tired, but now I am awake For I see you near me, Though you are far away As we dealt with the heat of the day...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/560396"><title>Freak in Motion</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/560396</link><description>By, Jason Donald Partington Written: 7/27/08 © 2008 You look at a face, Never knowing the trace Sometimes you notice the date Makes me wonder is your mind always late? A lot of people look at a picture But not many ponder a visual, In their mind, to think of some kind The only thing they see and...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/560189"><title>Yes or No! (My review on “F**K** All This”)</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jpart1225007190/560189</link><description>My review on this poem is simple; it is negative, very negative. I received a lot of bad reviews (both here and Facebook) on its profane content and just the overall expression. Sometimes I even think to myself should I just toss this in the garbage after letting the negative comments add up in...</description></item></rdf:RDF>