<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33619194</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:01:07.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senseless Teenage Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33619194.post-116339775564467588</id><published>2006-11-12T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:06:11.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>I'm Going Through the motions&lt;br /&gt;But my minds not with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching up towards you&lt;br /&gt;But I cant Grasp your hands&lt;br /&gt;But you can hear me, you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift up my words, this song is for you&lt;br /&gt;I lift up my fears,&lt;br /&gt;these uncontrollable thoughts of non connection&lt;br /&gt;and I ask you to touch me, hug me, love me.&lt;br /&gt;like the way when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;show me that unbelievable love that you once gave&lt;br /&gt;but Its still here is it not&lt;br /&gt;you never leave never forsake&lt;br /&gt;Is it just us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Going Through the motions&lt;br /&gt;But my minds not with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching up towards you&lt;br /&gt;But I cant Grasp your hands&lt;br /&gt;But you can hear me, you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these dark moments&lt;br /&gt;these grown up times&lt;br /&gt;this shadow that plagues our hearts, minds, and souls&lt;br /&gt;its these moments that prove your existence&lt;br /&gt;we're just to self centered to see&lt;br /&gt;help us let us see your love all around us, lifting us, healing us&lt;br /&gt;take our minds off our problems and help us see your instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Going through the motions&lt;br /&gt;But my mind is not with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching up towards you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't grasp your hands&lt;br /&gt;But you can hear me. I know you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let our words be few Jesus I Am So In Love With you&lt;br /&gt;Yes Let Our words be few Jesus I am SO in Love With you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-116339775564467588?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/116339775564467588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=116339775564467588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/116339775564467588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/116339775564467588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/11/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33619194.post-115783020911621284</id><published>2006-09-09T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:30:09.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>this world.&lt;br /&gt;This ever going philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Surrounds you and me&lt;br /&gt;Pushing us to make decisions&lt;br /&gt;to"better our life"&lt;br /&gt;But what's wrong with the life I lead&lt;br /&gt;I follow and love my creator&lt;br /&gt;I live and wander&lt;br /&gt;Through this day and age&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the truth,&lt;br /&gt;but never fully capsules on its meaning&lt;br /&gt;Never grasping the idea&lt;br /&gt;Truth Is what Truth is&lt;br /&gt;Never changing and always moving&lt;br /&gt;Love is what Love is&lt;br /&gt;Always moving, and never ceasing&lt;br /&gt;To think that someone loves you more then you can even fathom is&lt;br /&gt;remarkable&lt;br /&gt;To think that life's great line is not centered on what you and me think is&lt;br /&gt;encouraging&lt;br /&gt;There is more then life that we lead&lt;br /&gt;More then what our philosophies have told us&lt;br /&gt;Greater is life with him,&lt;br /&gt; Truly knowing him not just knowing he exist but really relizing&lt;br /&gt;Finding out what life is is finding him&lt;br /&gt;he is life, The truth, and the way&lt;br /&gt;life is short, but is it,&lt;br /&gt;Does not our life move past our earthly beings&lt;br /&gt;Can we not make a mark on society that we live past our selves&lt;br /&gt;and when we do die, don't we live longer&lt;br /&gt;so life isn't short, but make a mark on it.&lt;br /&gt;one person can change a nation&lt;br /&gt;one person can change a world&lt;br /&gt;Life is ours for the taking&lt;br /&gt;Who's with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-115783020911621284?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115783020911621284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=115783020911621284' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115783020911621284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115783020911621284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33619194.post-115698485827858606</id><published>2006-08-30T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:40:58.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace?</title><content type='html'>all these blogs are from my myspace, myspace.com/senslessteenagepoetry, I finnaly made a place just for these blogs and now my myspace is just going to be for the networking aspect for CJM Promotions, There are  a bunch of songs and poems on my myspace that i have written if anyone wants to go to that and check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-115698485827858606?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115698485827858606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=115698485827858606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698485827858606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698485827858606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/08/myspace.html' title='Myspace?'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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-33619194.post-115698474813797992</id><published>2006-08-30T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:39:08.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods love</title><content type='html'>My heart is still ruled by how others think of me. I'll drop anything for someone on earth who loves me, but I can't do a single thing for you who loves me more then I can even fathim. I can't love you as much as I should. I can't come close to deserive your love.Yet your love never changes. Your love is forever constint, theres nothing I can do to change it, theres nothing I can do to reck it. Forever I will think about this, Forever I will thank you for this. With out you what would life be like. I look back and in my state of mind all i see is the bad. But you take me by the hand and constintily you pick me up and bring me to a place of hope. hope of a better day. Hope of a new tommorow. The one single thing a man could hope for you give as a free gift to anyone who hears you.You've freed everyone from the distruction of sin, but more then that you've freed me personaly. You would have done it for me personaly. What can I say then, Nothing, Besides I love you and forever I thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-115698474813797992?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115698474813797992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=115698474813797992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698474813797992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698474813797992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/08/gods-love.html' title='Gods love'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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-33619194.post-115698468077250953</id><published>2006-08-30T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:38:00.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>random thought, theres so many broken marriges. so much hurt and hate in love. to think that even those who dont belive have a person out there who is made for them, who God knows will make them happier and more loved then any one else. problem, sin. even Sin can break that up. tell your future or presnent wife or husband that you love them daily. and honer them in all you do.they are you. you are one. don't ruin it. !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-115698468077250953?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115698468077250953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=115698468077250953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698468077250953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698468077250953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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-33619194.post-115698388888086064</id><published>2006-08-30T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:24:48.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>depresion</title><content type='html'>I remember depression, I remember not wanting to be around ppl, thinking I was an outcast, and a tag along. not knowing how to interact, bumbling words together trying to make sentences. It was hard to live. I wanted so badly a love i could hold and they would just comfort me and hold me as i cried. I was embarrassed when i hung out with my old friends, I didn't know what they thought of me. And I didn't think to highly of myself so i assumed they didn't either. I couldn't connect with god at all. he felt missing. i remember a pain inside me, i constant aching, and constant tiredness. I felt like a zombie, not really being there, not being able to sense what was going around me. I remember days where still i can slip in and out of these thoughts. not thinking I'm good enough for anybody. assuming God wasn't there or i wasn't good enough for him. i remember this pounding on my heart when ever i felt a glimpse of love. I remember certain ppl still who showed me love in my hopeful despair. friends who wouldn't give up on me. even after i did. I remember sitting in worship services, alone, in thought, writing the words God put on my heart, treasuring them for an instant, to forget them all together in a moment's notice. I remember being chased by god for control of my soul. I lost. He won me over, and showed me a brand new love for writing. i was able to focus my thoughts. all of them. he led me to Ukraine, where in the process of leaving delivered me entirely from the darkness over my eyes. I saw life the way he intended. I loved the people all around me. I remember God telling me to tell the world that depression can be dangerous. that there is always someone somewhere who loves them, as I love them. too many people die every year from loneliness, brokenness. suicide does not have to happen. life gets better, i met a girl, a love that only reflected Gods love, If i killed my self i would have never known that love, I would have never known how true Gods love actually is. as time goes on i know I will meet another girl, my wife. and I can only wait for that love. that amazing moment when two ppl are joined to one. where everything is perfect for a single instant. and In Gods truth and love we are whole. Do not think this wont happen to you. It will. God loves you too. even if you don't know or love him. its still a fact that he loves you. lets always as human kind love each other. spend our days together in community. never loose hope. never turn your back. in life there is hope. and in hope theres life. I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-115698388888086064?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115698388888086064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=115698388888086064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698388888086064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698388888086064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/08/depresion.html' title='depresion'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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-33619194.post-115698384180537438</id><published>2006-08-30T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:24:01.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>I think God put us all on this earth for a reason. I think he put people of the same nature and same ideas to teach other. I think we can learn a lot from everyone around us. When life disapoints us and we feel depresed or that God turned his back on us maybe its that he acctually wanted us to re look at our lives, see what the focus is. step away from materilisam and just be content with what hes giving you. There is always someone out there who loves you. even if you don't know who they are there is someone. Dont let your self convince you that no one ever would or does. Love is God. He loves you, and will bring someone to love you more then imaginable. someone to complete you and be able to talk and be with un counditionaly. these are my thoughts. what are yous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Will You Be When God Opens Your Eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33619194-115698384180537438?l=senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115698384180537438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33619194&amp;postID=115698384180537438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698384180537438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33619194/posts/default/115698384180537438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://senselessteenagepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/08/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Cameron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04977871734001042927</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
