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Anyway, DO NOT COPY-PASTE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey, what will they do in this field?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched over them&lt;br /&gt;From this distance&lt;br /&gt;I saw them planting four seeds&lt;br /&gt;One seed, by a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on watching them&lt;br /&gt;Who stayed at the field for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Talking and laughing with each other&lt;br /&gt;About the deed they have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I believe this field will be a paradise.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled upon hearing those words&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, when the seeds grow,&lt;br /&gt;I believe,&lt;br /&gt;That this field will be a paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is four seeds,&lt;br /&gt;Enough to make this field become&lt;br /&gt;A real, beautiful paradise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the answer&lt;br /&gt;As one of the girl came&lt;br /&gt;Towards me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Come here tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And bring your own seeds,&lt;br /&gt;And plant them with us.&lt;br /&gt;Would you do that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick nod was my response back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;I brought an apple seeds&lt;br /&gt;When I came to that field&lt;br /&gt;The day after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting,&lt;br /&gt;Since I found out that&lt;br /&gt;There was more than the four girls before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was...&lt;br /&gt;Around 15 people&lt;br /&gt;Including me&lt;br /&gt;Who brought a basket with seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly were girls&lt;br /&gt;Yet there was also boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those girls were there, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered together&lt;br /&gt;Talked about where we &lt;br /&gt;Should plant each seed&lt;br /&gt;So this field will be&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;We hoed the soil&lt;br /&gt;And sow the seeds&lt;br /&gt;Covering it with the soil,&lt;br /&gt;Watering it as much as needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that,&lt;br /&gt;We chatted again&lt;br /&gt;About our vision&lt;br /&gt;Of the future of this field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagining,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping,&lt;br /&gt;Believing&lt;br /&gt;That it will become&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful place to visit&lt;br /&gt;Each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paradise for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day passed&lt;br /&gt;And the seeds slowly grew up&lt;br /&gt;As we water them every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some seeds which&lt;br /&gt;Grown up as trees&lt;br /&gt;There were also flowers&lt;br /&gt;And many other kind of plants&lt;br /&gt;They made the field looked like&lt;br /&gt;Different from before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not just ours&lt;br /&gt;But other people's as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day,&lt;br /&gt;More people&lt;br /&gt;Came to the field&lt;br /&gt;Plant yet another seeds&lt;br /&gt;And water them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the field you would see&lt;br /&gt;Is the result of our efforts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the field&lt;br /&gt;Nearly every day&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just chat&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;We shared stories,&lt;br /&gt;Or playing together in that enormous field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That field is really enormous&lt;br /&gt;And we began to ponder&lt;br /&gt;What if we asked more and more&lt;br /&gt;People to join us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From sowing the seeds&lt;br /&gt;Until the plants grown up&lt;br /&gt;And we can do everything&lt;br /&gt;Under the trees,&lt;br /&gt;Between the bushes of flowers&lt;br /&gt;And upon the fresh grasses&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did it,&lt;br /&gt;And lots of people&lt;br /&gt;Came to sow new seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planted yet another seeds, too&lt;br /&gt;As we thought that this field&lt;br /&gt;Needs a lot of 'make-over'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like before,&lt;br /&gt;They grew up&lt;br /&gt;Slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various trees,&lt;br /&gt;Bushes, flowers,&lt;br /&gt;And many,&lt;br /&gt;Many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must see this now&lt;br /&gt;Enchanting field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is filled with&lt;br /&gt;Different kinds of plants&lt;br /&gt;Since they were a&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat personal choice of each people&lt;br /&gt;Who planted each seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet those things made&lt;br /&gt;This field looked&lt;br /&gt;Really unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it created a deep,&lt;br /&gt;Strong bonds between us&lt;br /&gt;Ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;Also with the field itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we spend almost every day&lt;br /&gt;In that field&lt;br /&gt;Together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if...&lt;br /&gt;It was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Paradise which is&lt;br /&gt;Not just beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;But magically give us&lt;br /&gt;A togetherness,&lt;br /&gt;A homey feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the Paradise is still growing...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;Dipersembahkan untuk IH dan seluruh pendiri, staff, serta membernya, &lt;br /&gt;Yang telah membantu menanam benih-benih keajaiban,&lt;br /&gt;Memupuk dan menanamnya sehingga tumbuh subur,&lt;br /&gt;Menjaganya ketika ia sudah tumbuh,&lt;br /&gt;Menjadikan padang itu sebuah 'surga',&lt;br /&gt;Yang penuh dengan rasa kekeluargaan,&lt;br /&gt;Tempat berbagi pikiran, perasaan,&lt;br /&gt;Juga cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So~ Guys and gals,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the things you've shared,&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you'll stay even longer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not here right now,&lt;br /&gt;Away for a while,&lt;br /&gt;I--we'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we're far more than just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we still could keep this 'paradise' forever...&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-4861082703975679471?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4861082703975679471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=4861082703975679471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/4861082703975679471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/4861082703975679471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2008/12/growing-paradise.html' title='Growing Paradise'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-2038935112669692358</id><published>2008-09-16T18:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:16:12.857+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Passion Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 15 August 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imprisoned in the lowest level&lt;br /&gt;Of Hell, I am&lt;br /&gt;A little devil who seeks for&lt;br /&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering power, twisting mind&lt;br /&gt;I did all I could do&lt;br /&gt;To reach my goal&lt;br /&gt;To be freed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came and provoked me to&lt;br /&gt;Your labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;Leading to&lt;br /&gt;A trap inside a holy garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was entangled in your ivies&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your angelic smile&lt;br /&gt;Staring at your bright blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Feels your velvet touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling&lt;br /&gt;Grows...&lt;br /&gt;Little by little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A need of your gentleness&lt;br /&gt;A desire to be with you&lt;br /&gt;A--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing fire&lt;br /&gt;Burning in my&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deep, dark passion&lt;br /&gt;Which changed my&lt;br /&gt;Views about love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need of the pearly potion&lt;br /&gt;For you to give&lt;br /&gt;Or any charms to cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just did it&lt;br /&gt;To this impish heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though not entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was a cursed word&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;But--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you pour all of your kindness&lt;br /&gt;And 'love' upon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--It becomes a need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you sets me free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angelic embrace and--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A devilish kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you'll be forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that beauty always comes with dark thoughts?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Play'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-7938212370281057225</id><published>2008-08-15T13:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:58:31.431+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;year of original write: 2005&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Staring at my own&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te quiero, mi amor...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your warm hand&lt;br /&gt;Your heart beat...&lt;br /&gt;Am I fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Con toda fuerza...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;May I say&lt;br /&gt;'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;With all of my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Translation for the Spanish lines:&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero, mi amor... = I want you, my love...&lt;br /&gt;Con toda fuerza... = With all of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-7938212370281057225?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7938212370281057225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=7938212370281057225' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 9 March 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is crowded&lt;br /&gt;I hear people talking&lt;br /&gt;I see people everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Outside the glass window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do I feel&lt;br /&gt;So left alone&lt;br /&gt;In this empty&lt;br /&gt;Dark, little spot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I can hear people&lt;br /&gt;Talking to each other&lt;br /&gt;But I never hear them&lt;br /&gt;Say a word to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I can see people&lt;br /&gt;Walking around in front of me&lt;br /&gt;But they can't see me&lt;br /&gt;Even when they are near?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is still crowded&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still in this&lt;br /&gt;Little glass box&lt;br /&gt;With no one noticing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this porcelain body&lt;br /&gt;I can hear&lt;br /&gt;I can see&lt;br /&gt;But I can't talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;No one will hear me&lt;br /&gt;If I am able to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they never talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And they never notice that&lt;br /&gt;I am existed&lt;br /&gt;In this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just...&lt;br /&gt;A lonely little doll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-772763607345041450?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/772763607345041450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=772763607345041450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/772763607345041450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/772763607345041450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/lonely-doll.html' title='Lonely Doll'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-3464884250207880992</id><published>2008-06-12T12:45:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:07:08.431+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 12 June 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distance,&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sound of a piano&lt;br /&gt;Playing the tunes of&lt;br /&gt;Sadness and misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And under the winter-sleeping oak tree&lt;br /&gt;I was alone&lt;br /&gt;Staring nonchalantly at the blooming snowdrops&lt;br /&gt;I used to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone we love is&lt;br /&gt;Hurting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;That's what I feel right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's so strong&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help&lt;br /&gt;Shedding a drop of tears&lt;br /&gt;Down my pale cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Calling my name&lt;br /&gt;Feel your gentle touch&lt;br /&gt;Asking why did I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my lips are locked&lt;br /&gt;Saying nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes dripped&lt;br /&gt;Another drops of tears&lt;br /&gt;Upon the white flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~&lt;br /&gt;Should I tell you why&lt;br /&gt;My tears suddenly dripping out&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes and show you&lt;br /&gt;The other side of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe that&lt;br /&gt;Hope will be still there&lt;br /&gt;Even if the snowdrops wither&lt;br /&gt;And the sun is not&lt;br /&gt;Shining upon the Earth anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe&lt;br /&gt;That there will be a consolation for this&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cold heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe in you&lt;br /&gt;Show you all the &lt;br /&gt;Pieces of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;From happiness 'til sadness&lt;br /&gt;Even fears, if I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you know that&lt;br /&gt;A little devil could also cry&lt;br /&gt;Because she is stricken by a tough duty&lt;br /&gt;And misfortunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe that&lt;br /&gt;There's still hope&lt;br /&gt;And there will be a consolation&lt;br /&gt;For the frozen hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the sun will shines again&lt;br /&gt;Flowers will bloom once more time&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live on the same world as you&lt;br /&gt;Sharing every pieces of emotions I have&lt;br /&gt;Also every dreams I wish to be granted&lt;br /&gt;Even if the world had been crumbled down&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will let you see&lt;br /&gt;All the sides of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Acting as a patch&lt;br /&gt;If there are broken pieces inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-3464884250207880992?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3464884250207880992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=3464884250207880992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3464884250207880992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3464884250207880992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/pieces.html' title='Pieces'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-5515876427670538470</id><published>2008-05-11T12:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:35:34.580+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azrael Stole The Precious Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 11 May 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you&lt;br /&gt;How dare you walk into my life&lt;br /&gt;And make me feel like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like&lt;br /&gt;My chest is pounded&lt;br /&gt;By a lot of five-inch nails&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;It really hurts,&lt;br /&gt;Damn it!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks has become all red&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;It's all your fault..&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;All I know is just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel,&lt;br /&gt;That's what I call you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually a little wolf&lt;br /&gt;With an impish, selfish, &lt;br /&gt;chaotic and cynical heart inside&lt;br /&gt;I am not the same as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm different from you&lt;br /&gt;So please don't just go around&lt;br /&gt;And stealing my heart so easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gimme back my heart&lt;br /&gt;Or I will force you&lt;br /&gt;To give your own to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Midnight ramblings. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-5515876427670538470?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5515876427670538470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=5515876427670538470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/5515876427670538470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/5515876427670538470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2008/05/azrael-stole-precious-thing.html' title='Azrael Stole The Precious Thing'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-4810650100201599207</id><published>2008-05-07T14:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:46:59.533+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 5 April 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cage is&lt;br /&gt;Incarcerating&lt;br /&gt;My body&lt;br /&gt;My mind&lt;br /&gt;My soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no freedom&lt;br /&gt;And can not even set myself free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this cage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my body when I tried to escape&lt;br /&gt;Restrained my mind from unleashing my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Crushed my soul so I became weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am imprisoned&lt;br /&gt;In a locked cage&lt;br /&gt;With no key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-4810650100201599207?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4810650100201599207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=4810650100201599207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/4810650100201599207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/4810650100201599207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2008/05/cage.html' title='Cage'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-2921053396453911279</id><published>2008-02-10T15:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:07:47.406+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiousity (mature)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 10 February 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note: This poem may contains some mature contents (words and/or imagery). YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still want to continue reading? Oh, well, okay... Just make sure you are not under-aged.. :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Brings the cold wind through the windows&lt;br /&gt;Causing us to shiver&lt;br /&gt;And hide under the blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the rain goes on&lt;br /&gt;We became closer and closer&lt;br /&gt;Each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blanket and your hands&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped me up&lt;br /&gt;Warming my body and my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we get&lt;br /&gt;Even..&lt;br /&gt;Closer..&lt;br /&gt;And closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I smell the heavenly fragrance&lt;br /&gt;Of the musk&lt;br /&gt;From your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fragrant&lt;br /&gt;So tempting&lt;br /&gt;'Til I could not resist&lt;br /&gt;My curiousity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anymore...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sniffed&lt;br /&gt;Trying to smell more fragrance&lt;br /&gt;Tracing your upper body with my nose&lt;br /&gt;And ended up upon your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I get more curious...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traced your body with my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Slowly...&lt;br /&gt;Tickling, til you laughed so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;I deliberately gives you..&lt;br /&gt;A kiss of a vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When my hand gets really down there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious..&lt;br /&gt;What's the something that is so hard on you?&lt;br /&gt;And why you get all red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm really curious, baby..&lt;br /&gt;So please answer..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-2921053396453911279?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-3326697146673482141</id><published>2008-02-01T13:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:12:03.289+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget-Me-Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 29 January 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White flowers&lt;br /&gt;Blossoming in the wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pureness?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Truth?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, but..&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember anything..&lt;br /&gt;Except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that I have&lt;br /&gt;Erased someone's memories&lt;br /&gt;About his precious one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone..&lt;br /&gt;So precious to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Was.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, someone.&lt;br /&gt;Who was so precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I erased all his memories about me&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can't&lt;br /&gt;Forget him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why&lt;br /&gt;I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget.. &lt;br /&gt;Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-3326697146673482141?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3326697146673482141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-3983889082876787619</id><published>2008-01-02T12:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:18:36.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly, Far Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 2 March 2007 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting&lt;br /&gt;Weirder than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more trust&lt;br /&gt;No more faith&lt;br /&gt;No more love&lt;br /&gt;No more hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&lt;br /&gt;Fly&lt;br /&gt;Far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this place&lt;br /&gt;From this life&lt;br /&gt;From...&lt;br /&gt;The reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2008 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-3983889082876787619?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3983889082876787619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=3983889082876787619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3983889082876787619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3983889082876787619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2008/01/fly-far-away.html' title='Fly, Far Away'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-263377107148654602</id><published>2007-12-30T16:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:28:42.803+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Harry Potter Fan Poem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 29 October 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Staring at you,&lt;br /&gt;Coldly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his voice&lt;br /&gt;You find there is&lt;br /&gt;An aversion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he scolds you&lt;br /&gt;Mocks you&lt;br /&gt;You feel really annoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that..&lt;br /&gt;He hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you look into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;You look it with hatred feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hatred&lt;br /&gt;To him&lt;br /&gt;Grows...&lt;br /&gt;Quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing that&lt;br /&gt;He holds a deep secret,&lt;br /&gt;Hidden feeling&lt;br /&gt;In his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An heartache&lt;br /&gt;That would not be cured&lt;br /&gt;Even with the best medicine&lt;br /&gt;In the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes&lt;br /&gt;He hated you&lt;br /&gt;Up to a point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where he found&lt;br /&gt;Something that belong to&lt;br /&gt;Someone he loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;Even though he hate you&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your act is the same&lt;br /&gt;Like your Dad whom he hated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love to you grows&lt;br /&gt;Little by little&lt;br /&gt;Every time he sees your green eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes,&lt;br /&gt;Soon,&lt;br /&gt;It becomes a hidden love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause he secretly cares&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look deeply into his black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find it?&lt;br /&gt;Can you find his love to you?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it’s only a little amount?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look now.&lt;br /&gt;Deep…&lt;br /&gt;Into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find his deepest secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you look deeply into his&lt;br /&gt;Black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This is just a fan poem. I own this poem, but not Harry Potter characters since they are Mrs. Rowling's. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2007 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-263377107148654602?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/263377107148654602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=263377107148654602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/263377107148654602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/263377107148654602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2007/12/black-eyes.html' title='Black Eyes'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-996038150671934883</id><published>2007-12-29T16:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:00:31.582+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 29 December 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is crowded&lt;br /&gt;Filled with cars, motors, bicycles, and other else everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Like a river, a sea of vehicles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are separated by only a few inches&lt;br /&gt;One and another&lt;br /&gt;In a crowd, a traffic jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of vehicles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brrm... brmm.. brrrrmm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the high-pitched horns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiin..! Tiiiiiiin~!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard in every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Along this rough pavement&lt;br /&gt;Under the scorching sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People begins to lost patience&lt;br /&gt;They’re getting mad&lt;br /&gt;As the traffic is getting longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more crowded&lt;br /&gt;Than a few minutes before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more engine sounds are heard&lt;br /&gt;Only the sounds of the horns&lt;br /&gt;And people’s yelling each other left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiiin…! Tiiiiiiiiiin~!!! Tin..!!&lt;br /&gt;Tin.. Tiiiiin~&lt;br /&gt;Tin-tin-ttiiiiiiiiinnn~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars are still everywhere&lt;br /&gt;With the frustated drivers that&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in this jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I barely could breathe&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I only receive dirty air&lt;br /&gt;I eat a fresh mint candy,&lt;br /&gt;Put my soft silky handkerchief upon my nose&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding unpleasant smoke from the cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this road,&lt;br /&gt;This city,&lt;br /&gt;Even this country,&lt;br /&gt;Is too crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2007 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-996038150671934883?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/996038150671934883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=996038150671934883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/996038150671934883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/996038150671934883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2007/12/road.html' title='The Road'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-3025054157805684912</id><published>2007-12-29T11:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:00:37.556+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 18 November 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely words&lt;br /&gt;Gentle touches and kisses&lt;br /&gt;That's how we started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the time flows&lt;br /&gt;Many things has changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We argued and had a quarell occasionally&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we did it until I'm crying in desperate&lt;br /&gt;And wanting to be away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Prevented me from leaving you&lt;br /&gt;Something that wouldn't change&lt;br /&gt;Even if I said 'I don't love you anymore'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;br /&gt;My love wouldn't change&lt;br /&gt;And it will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you..&lt;br /&gt;Will last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2007 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-3025054157805684912?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3025054157805684912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=3025054157805684912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3025054157805684912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3025054157805684912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2007/12/eternally.html' title='Eternally'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-919534971041113371</id><published>2007-12-29T11:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:00:52.512+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl Has Stolen My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 12 November 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I met a girl&lt;br /&gt;So young, curious and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Yet also cute and funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s as beautiful as a princess&lt;br /&gt;(Well, she is!)&lt;br /&gt;And as playful as a cat&lt;br /&gt;(Indeed~!)&lt;br /&gt;...Even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re friends through an incident&lt;br /&gt;No, it’s totally a disaster&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause she was inside my house&lt;br /&gt;In a sudden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another word,&lt;br /&gt;She slithered into my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m shocked,&lt;br /&gt;How could a girl break into a boy’s room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really shocked, but&lt;br /&gt;We’re friends..&lt;br /&gt;After it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she come by&lt;br /&gt;Asked me to teach her something&lt;br /&gt;Or just playing&lt;br /&gt;And make noises at my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might be just sixteen&lt;br /&gt;She might be naughty and childish&lt;br /&gt;She might be a cat (oh, and a princess, too!)&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime&lt;br /&gt;I realized that this girl&lt;br /&gt;Has stolen something precious from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve just realized..&lt;br /&gt;That this little girl&lt;br /&gt;Has stolen my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;As always, it's a rambling. :P Wrote it for my own novel, anyway.. Any comments will be greatly appreciated. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2007 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-919534971041113371?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/919534971041113371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=919534971041113371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/919534971041113371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/919534971041113371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2007/12/girl-has-stolen-my-heart.html' title='A Girl Has Stolen My Heart'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-3110254283764297933</id><published>2007-12-29T10:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:46:01.939+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Lessons About Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;written by Dian Anggraini aka Chryseis aka Myu&lt;br /&gt;date of original write: 28 September 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the beautiful rose that blooms in your garden&lt;br /&gt;That has thorn on every inch of the stem&lt;br /&gt;Which could hurt your hand when you touch the stem&lt;br /&gt;Yet also has the heavenly fragrant smell that makes you think of someone you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who you met last Saturday at the lovely cafe in Paris&lt;br /&gt;Who make your heart beating in an unknown rhythm, and the clock stops ticking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you just loved when he leaves you alone&lt;br /&gt;Secretly laughing like a clever moron&lt;br /&gt;Reading a letter written in a pink-colored paper&lt;br /&gt;It reads, ‘I humbly do beseech you of your pardon, for too much loving you’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with love and happiness&lt;br /&gt;For you never know when Death rings the bell and comes to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling stars are above a twilight twist&lt;br /&gt;When you dressed up like Venus in a mesmerizing gown&lt;br /&gt;And thinks that waiting for your love is like a hundred years of waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, has the Cupid placed his arrow in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;You will never know since he never say ‘Babbidy-babbidy-boo’ when he did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll understand that it is, when you hear he says, &lt;i&gt;‘Je t’aime, mon cherie...’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your heart is singing a song&lt;br /&gt;For you that are starting to learn a lesson or two about love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did this for my writing workshop class' homework. The lecturer told us that we have to put 'twenty' in the title, so... I ended up with the title above... ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy the ramblings~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2007 -mYu-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-3110254283764297933?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3110254283764297933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=3110254283764297933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3110254283764297933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/3110254283764297933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2007/12/twenty-lesson-about-love.html' title='Twenty Lessons About Love'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263379626737186578.post-4325359179649594222</id><published>2007-12-29T09:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:45:11.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="previewbody"&gt;Well, I couldn't think of a nice title to welcome you to my blog of.. er.. well.. yea, R-A-M-B-L-I-N-G-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, sorry. Hello there, and welcome. My name is Dian, Myu, Miyu, Chryseis, or whatever you call me.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no, this is not my second blog. Teehee. I mean, this is.. err.. a blog for all of my works, poetry and short stories (which I always call as a rambling :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.... *speechless* I'm still working on the layout, so, yeah.. Just enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And REMEMBER that the works are DEFINITELY MINE. Just read, do not copy-paste. If you want to save one of my works to your personal use, it's okay, but again, DO NOT COPY-PASTE. Well, I mean, DO NOT copy-paste the content of this blog to your blog or website, especially without mentioning my name (whichever name you call me or know me with). Well, the best way is to ask me before.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5263379626737186578-4325359179649594222?l=kittypawspieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4325359179649594222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5263379626737186578&amp;postID=4325359179649594222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/4325359179649594222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5263379626737186578/posts/default/4325359179649594222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kittypawspieces.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome.html' title='Welcome!!!'/><author><name>Myu-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00686059133076695037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
