<?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/terriqb"><title>Tragic Boulevard By: Terri Joiner  (c) 2010 - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/</link><description>obstacles of life!</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/terriqb/658432" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658428" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658425" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658423" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658407" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658400" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658398" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658329" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658327" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658323" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658432"><title>A DARK CLOUD</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658432</link><description>ALL MY LIFE I'VE BEEN ALONER, A GOOD CITIZEN, A DONOR. I'VE ALWAYS HAD MY MOTHER LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER. WHILE, THE WORLD KEEPS GETTING COLDER. WHAT CAN I SAY? ON THAT DAY, WITH HIS SMILE HE PUSHED THE CLOUDS AWAY. HE HAD TO BE THE ONE TO STAY. WHEN WE MET IT WAS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT, HE SWEPT...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658428"><title>DECEITFUL MEMORIES</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658428</link><description>IT SEEMS LONG AGO WHEN YOU AND I; MARRIED AS HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS. WE WERE SO YOUNG LOST IN EACH OTHER'S SOUL; IN THE EYES OF GOD; WE WERE UNDER OATH. YOU WERE ALL I CAME TO KNOW, SHARING FAMILY GROWTH. NOW, THOSE DECEITFUL MEMORIES ARE OLD. YOU AND I MOVED ALONG, SHARING WITH ANOTHER THE...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658425"><title>A DEAD ROSE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658425</link><description>SILENCE FILLS A LONELY ROOM; LIKE DEATH AS COLD AS A TOMB. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY NEEDS; PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY. OUR LOVE WAS ONCE BLOOMING; LIKE A BEAUTIFUL ROSE, NOW, THE PETALS ARE FALLING TO THE GROUND; AS SUMMER IS NEAR TO CLOSE. YOU AND I CAN'T FIND OUR WAY BACK; AND IT'S LIKE I'M...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658423"><title>POETIC MAZE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658423</link><description>I'M A NEW AUTHOR IN TOWN, FOR HOURS I'M LOST; IN A POETIC MAZE WITH NO WAY OUT. IT'S LIKE A DIARY WHERE EMOTIONS GET WRITTEN DOWN, PREVENTING ME TO SCREAM OR SHOUT. WITH A BLANK SHEET OF PAPER AND A PEN, LITERATURE IS REBORN THROUGH ME AGAIN. I WRITE TO CREATE A TALE; HAVING CONFIDENCE IN MYSELF,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658407"><title>REFLECTIONS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658407</link><description>WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR; MY REFLECTION IS STARING BACK AT ME; AS MY HEART IS WOUNDED FROM TRAGEDY, MY ANGER CIRCLES MY HEAD; LEAVING ME TO BLEED. I'M HAVING TO FACE THINGS ALONE; WHY DOES THE WORLD HAVE TO BE SO COLD? I'M DYING INSIDE FROM MY EMOTIONS THAT DON'T SHOW. I MISS WHAT I HAD; A...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658400"><title>HEADS OR TAILS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658400</link><description>IN YOUR LIFE YOU CHOOSE; HEADS YOU WIN, TAILS YOU LOOSE. CONSEQUENCES STRIKE BACK WITH THE BAD THINGS YOU DO; AS RIGHT FROM WRONG ARE KNOWN TO YOU. JUST AS JUSTICE IS FAIR AND TRUE, TIME IS ATTACKING OUR LIVES WITHOUT A TRUCE. THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU JOIN YOUR PARTNERS IN CRIME, BE WISE TO WAIT...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658398"><title>UNBORN TEARS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658398</link><description>MOMMY DEAREST, YOU CAN'T SEE MY TEARS BECAUSE IF YOU DID YOU'D STOP HURTING ME. I HEAR WORDS THAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND AS MY HEART BEATS. YOU HAVE A LOT OF HATE TOWARDS ME THAT YOU WON'T GIVE ME A CHANCE TO BE FREE. HEARING "I LOVE YOU" IS WHAT I'D LIKE TO HEAR AS YOUR FACE IS WHAT I FIRST SEE. IF...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658329"><title>SAVE ME</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658329</link><description>LORD, WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME? CONDEMNED TO LIVE IN SHEAR MISERY. I DON'T EXPECT AN EXPLANATION TO THE QUESTIONS THAT I SEEK, ALL I ASK IS FOR YOU NOT TO TURN YOUR BACK ON REALITY. SAVE ME FROM THE TEARS I CRY, SAVE ME FROM THE LIES THAT HIDE. SAVE ME FROM THE SHADOW THAT HAUNTS THE NIGHT, SAVE...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658327"><title>HEARTACHE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658327</link><description>HEARTACHE IS WHEN YOU'RE LOST IN A WORLD; WHERE LOVE GAMES SURROUND YOU. WHAT DO YOU SAY TO HIM WHEN YOU FIND OUT HE'S BEEN UNTRUE? DESPITE OF WHAT HE'S DONE; HIS LOVE YOU DON'T WANT TO LOOSE. WHEN LEAST EXPECTED HIS LIES THROW YOU OFF TRACK; WHERE YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE. HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND;...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658323"><title>HEART OF AMERICA</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/terriqb/658323</link><description>Comments and Graphics - Layouts - Photobucket TIC TOC THE CLOCK DOESN'T STOP; UNTIL THE SOUND OF THE ALARM GOES OFF. IT'S THE SAME ROUTINE; GET READY FOR A JOB TO BE DONE. KISS YOUR KIDS GOOD-BYE; AND YOU'RE OFF LIKE A BULLET SHOT TO THE SUN. IN THE CITY THAT NEVER BLINKS AN EYE; LIKE NOSTRADAMUS...</description></item></rdf:RDF>