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	<title>Kristyway's Journals</title>
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	<author><name>kristyway</name></author>
		  <entry>
	    <title>The phantom of the opera- lyrics</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:165461</id>
	    <issued>2007-04-29T14:23:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-04-29T14:23:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-04-29T14:23:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P align=center><FONT color=#000099>THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA</FONT></P>
<P align=center><FONT color=#000099></FONT>&nbsp;</P>
<DIV align=center><PRE><FONT color=#993399>In sleep he sang to me
in dreams he came...
that voice&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>kristyway</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;In sleep he sang to me

in dreams he came...

that voice which calls to me

and speaks my name



And do I dream again?

For now I find

the Phantom of the Opera is there-

inside my mind... 



Sing once again with me

our strange duet...

My power over you

grows stronger yet... 



And though you turn from me,

to glance behind,

the Phantom of the Opera is there-

inside your mind... 



Those who have seen your face

draw back in fear...

I am the mask you wear... 



It's me they hear... 



Your/my spirit and my/your voice,

in one combined:

the Phantom of the Opera is there-

inside your/my mind... 



He's there, the Phantom of the Opera...

Beware the Phantom of the Opera... 



In all your fantasies,

you always knew

that man and mystery... 



...were both in you... 



And in this labyrinth,

where night is blind,

the Phantom of the Opera is there/here-

inside your/my mind... 



He's there the Phantom of the Opera

Sing, Sing my Angel of music, sing, Sing For Me!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;I love that movie!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>U were there</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:159418</id>
	    <issued>2007-04-19T19:40:43Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-04-19T19:40:43Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-04-19T19:40:43Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P align=center><FONT color=#cc33cc>I woke up at midnight</FONT></P>
<P align=center><FONT color=#cc33cc>I saw u in the mirror</FONT></P>
<P align=center><FONT color=#cc33cc>but u coulnt be there</FONT></P>
<P&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>kristyway</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;I woke up at midnight&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;I saw u in the mirror&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;but u coulnt be there&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;coz u were death and bury&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;in the grave of my hurt heart.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;U saw me and told me that&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;u always loved me,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;but now u have to go to&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;the dark side of the life.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;In the hole of the broken hearts.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;U dissapeared in front &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;of my eyes and in the&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;mirror there was a message&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;that said that u will&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;always love me end wait&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;for me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;I thought it was a dream but&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;I woke up and I saw&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;the message in the mirror&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;watching ur face &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;saying goodbye my love.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href=&quot;http://images.google.com.mx/imgres?imgurl=http://salsipuedes_uy.blogia.com/upload/corazones%2520rotos.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://levampirecanadiense.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html&amp;h=347&amp;w=320&amp;sz=7&amp;hl=es&amp;start=3&amp;tbnid=VvQU9KEz9d0V7M:&amp;tbnh=120&amp;tbnw=111&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcorazones%2Brotos%26gbv%3D2%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Des%26sa%3DG&quot;&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid&quot; height=120 src=&quot;http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:VvQU9KEz9d0V7M:http://salsipuedes_uy.blogia.com/upload/corazones%2520rotos.jpg&quot; width=111&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;KRISTY&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P align=center&gt; &lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>A sad story. :(</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:153402</id>
	    <issued>2007-04-10T14:13:06Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-04-10T14:13:06Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-04-10T14:13:06Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#cc33cc><SPAN class=quote>Her hair was up in a ponytail<BR>Her favorite dress tied with a bow<BR>Today was Daddy's Day at school<BR>And&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>kristyway</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;SPAN class=quote&gt;Her hair was up in a ponytail&lt;BR&gt;Her favorite dress tied with a bow&lt;BR&gt;Today was Daddy's Day at school&lt;BR&gt;And she couldn't wait to go.&lt;BR&gt;But her mommy tried to tell her,&lt;BR&gt;That she probably should stay home.&lt;BR&gt;Why the kids might not understand,&lt;BR&gt;If she went to school alone.&lt;BR&gt;But she was not afraid;&lt;BR&gt;She knew just what to say.&lt;BR&gt;What to tell her classmates&lt;BR&gt;Of why he wasn't there today.&lt;BR&gt;But still her mother worried,&lt;BR&gt;For her to face this day alone.&lt;BR&gt;And that was why once again,&lt;BR&gt;She tried to keep her daughter home.&lt;BR&gt;But the little girl went to school,&lt;BR&gt;Eager to tell them all.&lt;BR&gt;About a dad she never sees,&lt;BR&gt;A dad who never calls.&lt;BR&gt;There were daddies along the wall in back,&lt;BR&gt;For everyone to meet&lt;BR&gt;Children squirming impatently,&lt;BR&gt;Anxious in their seats.&lt;BR&gt;One by one the teacher called,&lt;BR&gt;Each student from the class.&lt;BR&gt;To introduce their daddy,&lt;BR&gt;As seconds slowly passed.&lt;BR&gt;At last the teacher called her name,&lt;BR&gt;Every child turned to stare.&lt;BR&gt;Each of them was searching,&lt;BR&gt;For a man who wasn't there.&lt;BR&gt;&quot;Where's her daddy at?&quot;&lt;BR&gt;She heard a boy call out.&lt;BR&gt;&quot;She probably doesn't have one&quot;&lt;BR&gt;Another student dared to shout.&lt;BR&gt;And from somewhere near the back,&lt;BR&gt;She heard a daddy say,&lt;BR&gt;&quot;Looks like another deadbeat dad,&lt;BR&gt;Too busy to waste his day.&quot;&lt;BR&gt;The words did not offened her,&lt;BR&gt;As she smiled up at her mom.&lt;BR&gt;And looked back at her teacher,&lt;BR&gt;Who told her to go on.&lt;BR&gt;And with hands behind her back,&lt;BR&gt;Slowly she began to speak.&lt;BR&gt;And out from the mouth of a child,&lt;BR&gt;Came words incredibly unique.&lt;BR&gt;&quot;My daddy couldn't be here,&lt;BR&gt;Because he lives so far away.&lt;BR&gt;But I know he wishes he could be,&lt;BR&gt;Since this is such a special day.&lt;BR&gt;And though you cannot meet him,&lt;BR&gt;I wanted you to know.&lt;BR&gt;All about my daddy,&lt;BR&gt;And how much he loves me so.&lt;BR&gt;He loved to tell me stories&lt;BR&gt;He taught me to ride my bike.&lt;BR&gt;He surprised me with pink roses,&lt;BR&gt;And taught me to fly a kite.&lt;BR&gt;We used to share fudge sundaes,&lt;BR&gt;and ice cream in a cone.&lt;BR&gt;And though you cannot see him,&lt;BR&gt;I'm not standing here alone.&lt;BR&gt;Cause my daddy's always with me&lt;BR&gt;Even though we are apart.&lt;BR&gt;I know because he told me,&lt;BR&gt;He'll forever be in my heart.&quot;&lt;BR&gt;With that, her little hand reached up,&lt;BR&gt;and lay across her chest.&lt;BR&gt;Feeling her own heartbeat,&lt;BR&gt;Beneath her favorite dress.&lt;BR&gt;And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,&lt;BR&gt;Her mother stood in tears.&lt;BR&gt;Proudly watching her daughter,&lt;BR&gt;Who was wise beyond her years.&lt;BR&gt;For she stood up for the love&lt;BR&gt;Of a man not in her life.&lt;BR&gt;Doing what was best for her,&lt;BR&gt;Doing what was right.&lt;BR&gt;And when she dropped her hand back down,&lt;BR&gt;Staring straight into the crowd.&lt;BR&gt;She finished with a voice so soft,&lt;BR&gt;But its message clear and loud.&lt;BR&gt;&quot;I love my daddy very much,&lt;BR&gt;He's my shining star.&lt;BR&gt;And if he could he'd be here,&lt;BR&gt;But heaven's just too far.&lt;BR&gt;You see he was a fireman&lt;BR&gt;And died just this past year.&lt;BR&gt;When airplanes hit the towers&lt;BR&gt;And taught Americans to fear.&lt;BR&gt;But sometimes when I close my eyes,&lt;BR&gt;It's like he never went away.&quot;&lt;BR&gt;And then she closes her eyes,&lt;BR&gt;And saw him there that day.&lt;BR&gt;And to her mother's amazement,&lt;BR&gt;She witnessed with surprise.&lt;BR&gt;A room full of daddies and children,&lt;BR&gt;All starting to close their eyes.&lt;BR&gt;Who knows what they say before them,&lt;BR&gt;Who knows what they felt inside.&lt;BR&gt;Perhaps for merely a second,&lt;BR&gt;They saw him at her side.&lt;BR&gt;&quot;I know you're with me Daddy.&quot;&lt;BR&gt;To the silence she called out.&lt;BR&gt;And what happened next made believers,&lt;BR&gt;Of those once filled with doubt.&lt;BR&gt;Not one in that room could explain it,&lt;BR&gt;For each of their eyes had been closed.&lt;BR&gt;But there on the desk beside her,&lt;BR&gt;Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.&lt;BR&gt;And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,&lt;BR&gt;By the love of her shining bright star.&lt;BR&gt;And given the gift of believing,&lt;BR&gt;That heaven is never too far&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;that is a sad story. :(&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;I didn&#194;&#180;t write it but I want to share with u this. luv all. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>the story of a death love</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kristyway.buzznet.com/user/journal/107289/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:107289</id>
	    <issued>2007-01-28T13:28:13Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-01-28T13:28:13Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-01-28T13:28:13Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#ff0000>In a rainy day, a boy called Joseph was walking along the travelled streets of New York, he felt&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>kristyway</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;In a rainy day, a boy called Joseph was walking along the travelled streets of New York, he felt thirsty so he entered to a shop to buy a drink and there he saw the most beautiful girl in the world. Joseph fell in love with her inmediately, he decided to talk to her but when he turned around the pretty girl disappier.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Joseph saw her again and this time he spoke to her, her name was Helen and she was 16 years old.  Joseph invited her to the cinema and then he asked her to be his girlfriend, Helen accepted but she made Joseph to swear that they could only see each other at night, Joseph acepted because he really loved Helen.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;They saw each other every night and watched the moon and the stars, they were very happy. One day in Joseph saw an  advertisement about a dance so he decided to invite Helen, he phoned her and she accepted, Joseph will pass for her at 7:00.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Joseph went to Helen&#194;&#180;s house, a weird woman opened the door, she was Helen&#194;&#180;s mom and she told Joseph that Helen died 7 years ago!! Joseph was really scared, but he ran out Helen&#194;&#180;s house.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;When he arrived at his house, he took a knife and killed himself. When his parents found the death body of their son, they also found a note, it said:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I killed myself because I love u Helen, u were, u are and u will be my unique real love, I dont care if u are death I love u and I want to be with u. I love u my beautiful girl.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;                                                THE END.       &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>I love thee</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kristyway.buzznet.com/user/journal/86413/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:86413</id>
	    <issued>2006-12-16T07:32:59Z</issued>
	    <modified>2006-12-16T07:32:59Z</modified>
	    <created>2006-12-16T07:32:59Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#ff0000>I am so sad</FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#ff0000>I am so sick</FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#ff0000>I am not strong</FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#ff0000>I am weak</FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#ff0000>I dont how I&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>kristyway</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I am so sad&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I am so sick&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I am not strong&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I am weak&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I dont how I feel&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;The only thinf that I know is that I&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Love thee&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Cause my heart doesnt beat beacause&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;U dont love me&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I want to find my place&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;I want to scape from this shame&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Cause my heart doesnt exist&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Cause ur love is not 4 me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>hi people</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:81251</id>
	    <issued>2006-12-03T20:04:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2006-12-03T20:04:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2006-12-03T20:04:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<FONT color=#ff0000>Hi 4 all the people that visit my space in buzznet i hope u like it. thanks 4 vistit&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>kristyway</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Hi 4 all the people that visit my space in buzznet i hope u like it. thanks 4 vistit my space and post me comments. I hope all the people that loves my chemical romance add me because i really love them especially gerars way he is so hot, buy i also love another bands like panic!at the disco, him, afi, fall out boy, lovex, nightwish and other bands. kisses and hugs 4 all my friends and please add me also to ur mail my mail is &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href=&quot;mailto:bloodymcr_lover@hotmail.com&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;bloodymcr_lover@hotmail.com&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;. thanks bye take care.   &lt;/FONT&gt;]]></content>
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