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	      <title><![CDATA[A sample of my poetry]]></title>
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	      <description><![CDATA[<P>IT NEVER DIES</P>
<P>IT NEVER DIES<BR>IT CANNOT SLEEP<BR>IT DOESN'T KNOW<BR>IT CANNOT WEEP<BR>IT NEVER SAYS<BR>IT NEVER TALKS<BR>IT ALWAYS WATCHES<BR>IT ALWAYS STALKS<BR>THE PREY OF ITS CHOICE <BR>TILL THE BITTER END<BR>IT STALKS YOU TILL YOUR DEAD<BR>IT TAKES YOUR LIFE<BR>AND GIVES YOU NOTHING IN RETURN<BR>IT HAS YOUR LIGHT AND IT WILL BURN<BR>IT IS THE KILLER THAT CREEPS<BR>IT IS A KILLER THAT NEVER SLEEPS <BR>IT IS AN ADDICTION YOU CAN NEVER BREAK<BR>IT IS YOUR LIFE NOW AT WHATEVER STAKE<BR>IT IS THIS DRUG THAT TOOK THE PLACE<BR>OF EVERYTHING SPECIAL IN YOUR SPACE<BR>IT EATS YOUR MIND YOUR BODY AND SOUL<BR>IT BREAKS YOU UP AND TAKES YOU IN<BR>YOU MIGHT COULD GUESS ITS HEROIN<BR>THIS IS A CHOICE YOU HAD TO MAKE<BR>NOW YOUR SO DEAD YOU ARE FAKE<BR>ITS TO LATE FOR YOU YOU'LL NEVER LIVE<BR>WAS THE HIGH WORTH THE LIFE YOU HAD TO GIVE<BR></P>
<P>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Just for once</P>
Just for once, let me look on you with my own eyes.<BR>All this time I feel like I've Lived a thousand lies<BR>Live for today for tomorrows never promised<BR>I regret I cant for get all the times we kissed<BR>Under the sun head over heels over the moon<BR>my life is nothing when I am Without you<BR>so I close my eyes and wish for better days<BR>I close my eyes and wish my life away<BR><BR>Just for once, I wish I could see<BR>All &nbsp;left in life for me<BR>But the pain of letting go is oh to real<BR>And all the feeling I've got left to feel<BR>The Course of true love is never easy<BR>but I thought for once it would be me<BR>to get the girl to win and not fall down<BR>but I lost my love and now I frown<BR><BR>Just for once, I want the pain I feel<BR>wasn't the only thing that was making me real<BR>and of course I knew I could never win<BR>its for me to succeed is the deadliest sin<BR>I can feel anymore the pain that consumes me<BR>because I live and pain goes through me<BR>I know &nbsp;I'll meet you again<BR>this is the start not the end <BR>my life was worthless worthless with out you<BR>but now I can see I can live without you <BR>though I am still very much in love<BR>you still the one I always think of<BR><BR>Just for once, I wish I could get things right<BR>lost in clear vision a beautiful site <BR>but all is well that ends well or so they say <BR>I didn't give up or let you slip away<BR>you left walked right through the door<BR>I left my heart lying on the floor<BR>Just for once,.......
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Hello My Angel
hello my angel its me again <BR>i want you to answer a question for me<BR>its kind of hard for anyone to answer <BR>but if you are ready then you will not think<BR>you'll answer on impulse and you'll want to cry<BR>but not of sorrow of joy and glee<BR>i'll just ask you if youll marry me 
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BLED
I held my hand and it bled<BR>I prayed to god that i was dead<BR>I cut myself to watch the blood<BR>running down into my hand i taste it <BR>and i cut again and this pain i control feels so good<BR>i try and try to hurt myself <BR>but it seems there is no use<BR>i burn i cut i suffocate <BR>i abuse these pills<BR>to give me chills <BR>i taste my personal suicide in the air <BR>i feel the blood in my hair the gun that lay smoking still<BR>my body cold and laying still<BR>i cut myself so deep today it didn't bleed at all <BR>i guess its said <BR>that i just bled<BR>until my blood
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As you can tell I write about a lot of things from suicide and cutting to the heavyist love&nbsp; to drug addiction some of which I have experienced and some I have helped people get through if you want to read more go to allpoetry.com/poets/ryanmiles<BR>]]></description>
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	      <dc:date>2006-03-01T10:15:41Z</dc:date>
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