<?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/sneakermzp3983"><title>my thoughts on skeletons  - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/</link><description>If Our Skeletons Could Live On</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/sneakermzp3983/512796" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/509212" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/505110" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/502360" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/495393" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/494506" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/493490" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445129" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445128" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445125" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/512796"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/512796</link><description>The 20 watt Bar I’m in a bar with a 20 watt light For some reason the guy next to me Keeps yellin “yeah its Friday night” I feel a tap on my chipped shoulder I turn around to see a young dame At least 21...not a day older She said “mister I new a man who Reminded me of you He shot himself in the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/509212"><title>Hetitrydidhs</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/509212</link><description>I am placed and picked Randomly But it is not merely Me You patiently wait to See I witness the laughs and jokes that are Spoken The relation ships and hearts that are Broken I am often used by a killers Tool Pushed aside like a lonely Fool Only to be taken back to the dirty Pool {To back the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/505110"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/505110</link><description>The taking of a life What takes a life? I wonder I think I figure Is it the gun? Is it the bullet? Is it the hand that pulls the trigger? What brakes a life? The lies? The cheat? The man that stole the wife? What creates a cry? The pain? The anger? The fact that lives are going to die? Bobby gota...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/502360"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/502360</link><description>Last night I took my baby out for a drink or two She did her hair up something really cute And I put on my old vintage suit. I took my baby dancing with me And I love when she kisses me so tenderly Drinkin and dancing till half past three I took her back this place that I know And past out right...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/495393"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/495393</link><description>“Dying in love… the greatest love ever found” He wrote me a note And left it on the edge of my bed And this here is what he wrote Every line he wished he could have said Here’s to loving me baby Because I know you really do And here’s to loving you baby Because I’m so in love with you But baby...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/494506"><title>THE LAST FALLING STAR</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/494506</link><description>My dear lady of love, so often is she late Upon a certain hour we shall certainly meet Past the hour, I shall remain, as 4 the hour, 4u it can not wait Minutes pass and pass, and vacant is her seat It shall only fall upon the certain hour of this certain date The fall, the hour, 4ever gone! a...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/493490"><title>THE FACE BEHIND THE MASK</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/493490</link><description>Everyone dances around With masks upon there face Dance around Dance around Oh what a lonely place Dance around As though they are free Wanting to hide who they are Or what they want to be The masks are untainted when taken from the bin But they are quickly dirty form all the peoples sin They...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445129"><title>the shoes that talk </title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445129</link><description /></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445128"><title>the shoes that talk picture</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445128</link><description /></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445125"><title>Skeletons of Lost Angles </title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sneakermzp3983/445125</link><description>This is a picture i drew of my girlfiend to the left then me then my buddy chris and sotty. thats just how we get down in cali. the creeps come out at night.</description></item></rdf:RDF>