tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-230460522011-04-22T10:49:34.862+08:00__.lost.INSIDE.myself.__Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23046052.post-1141559263780798082006-03-05T18:54:00.000+08:002006-03-05T19:47:43.806+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/1600/Mediacorp%20058.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/320/Mediacorp%20058.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></div></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">Friends are there for you</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">no matter what</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">they would never hurt you</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">they would notlie to you</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">betray youmake you feel bad</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">say and do things that would ever make you sad</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">Friends love you and protect you</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">care for you deeply</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">friends are the best thing</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">you could ever need truly!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">-nuraain-</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23046052-114155926378079808?l=shoot-me-down.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23046052.post-1141455005044602612006-03-04T14:45:00.000+08:002006-03-04T14:50:05.066+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/1600/Mediacorp%20003.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/320/Mediacorp%20003.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I am sorry I cannot always be there,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Or help protect you when you are scared,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">But always know I love you so much,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">And treasure all the times we have shared...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I am sorry you have been hurt in life,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Knowing you cry breaks my heart in two,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">But listen to me, little sister...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I will always ALWAYS love you...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I want to be the friend you need,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I want to be the big sister you deserve,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">And be there when you need to talk,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">To help support you around each dangerous curve...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">But since I am only human,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">And cannot be with you every step of the way,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Just know that I am always here for you,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">And I will not push you away...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I do not say it enough to you,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">But you are the best sister I could ask for,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">You make me smile, </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">cry, </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">and </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">laugh,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">You are awesome as well as so much more...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">You are gonna make it in life,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I will be here and come running at your call,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I love you- you're my baby sister,</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Whether youre sad, happy...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">I love you thru it all...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">~Nuraain~</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23046052-114145500504460261?l=shoot-me-down.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23046052.post-1141390680489428432006-03-03T20:48:00.000+08:002006-03-03T20:58:00.490+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/1600/me!.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/320/me%21.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"><strong>we never fight but... then all i do is wait for the night...when you start screamin and yellin at me...i cry and cry... till i fall asleep...why do you always take it out on me???...i dont do anything can you not see????i think your still mad for wat i did in the past...but i swear to you that time was the last...i know im not the daughter that u wanted me to be...but please dad im beggin you just forget me...<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#000000;">I wish I could see you<br />Before my time is up<br />I need to tell you something<br />I hate to admit I did<br />And ran away, far away<br />Daddy listen,<br />Dont walk away...<br />Please come to my funeral<br />Theres a letter for you<br />Read it carefully<br />Im writing it now<br />So I know that youll get it<br />When my time is up<br />When GOD decides<br />If I go to Heaven or Hell<br />Its all up to HIM now.</span></em></strong></span><em><span style="color:#000000;"> </span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23046052-114139068048942843?l=shoot-me-down.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23046052.post-1141215402573923252006-03-01T20:08:00.000+08:002006-03-03T20:37:01.363+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/1600/Image(271).1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/320/Image%28271%29.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">What can I possibly say?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I haven't been myself of lately...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I show it in every way...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I lose my temper often...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Sometimes I get so mean...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Honestly this behavior...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Borders on this obscene...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Please take this from my heart...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">And know it's simply true...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">The last thing in the world I want,Is to be with you...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">For you are central to my life...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Make me better all around...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">You help me to be reasonable...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">To be a lot more sound...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">That's why it hurts to hurt YOU!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">To trouble you with pain...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I want the sunshine back again...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">To chase away the rain...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Have been so free of strife...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">You make the greatest difference...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">For me and for my life...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I think about your handsome face...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Your voice, your laugh, your smile...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I think about your kindness...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">And your humble, loving style...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">So take this as I mean it...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Coming from the heart...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">All I ask and hope for...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Is a brand new golden start.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I promise to be better...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">In how I deal with things...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I look ahead to the future...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">And all the sun it brings...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">For now I'm just remorseful...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">And sorry for ill feeling...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">And hopeful things get better...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">In all our wondrous dealings...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">I'll close with all my wishes...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">And look to heavens above...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Dear, with my apologies,I tender all my love...</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23046052-114121540257392325?l=shoot-me-down.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23046052.post-1141042466633729952006-02-27T20:02:00.000+08:002006-02-27T20:14:26.643+08:00<strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;">What did I do to deserve this...I didn't even get one last kiss, from you... God took your love from me...He needed an angel so it seems...I need to feel your hands all over me...I need to feel you kissing me...I need to feel you holding me...I need to feel your touch...Cause I miss your love so much...And I can't keep on living this way...I need you here with me...Why did he take you away, from me...It's hard for me to tell you I love you...As I'm standing over your grave...And I know I'll never hear your voice again...Why did you leave me...Why couldn't you just stay...Because my world is nothing, without you...Now I don't know what to do, with myselfI would've given you anything...Just to make you happy...Just to hear you say, that you love me one last time...I'd go to hell and back over and over again...Just to prove to you how much I need you here...There is nothing that I wouldn't doI'd cry for you...I'd lie for you...And there's no doubt that if I could take your place in heaven...I would die for you, yes I will...I would rather give up my life...Than to see tears in your eyes...I can't stand to see you cry...I just dont know what to do with myself... I cant stop looking at those pictures on my shelf... Knowing it was just one week ago, stood there and took that picture...There just one thing that I want to know... Why would God want to hurt me so bad??? </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;">Does He know how much it hurts to be missing you??? </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;">Baby Im missing you... </span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23046052-114104246663372995?l=shoot-me-down.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23046052.post-1140953162607110612006-02-26T19:08:00.000+08:002006-03-03T20:25:16.753+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/1600/alalala.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7589/2354/320/alalala.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the endless</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>Love that you have shown to me,</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the lovely way</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>Of how things used to be.</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the happiness</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That we've shared throughout our days,</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the laughs we've shared</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>When our lips went different ways.</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the words we've shared</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That has brightened up my face,</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the way you held me</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>Any day or any place.</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>That smile is for the days behind</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>When we had so much fun,</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>And that smile is for the trials we fought'</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"><em>Till all was beat and won. </em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">~Nuraain~</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23046052-114095316260711061?l=shoot-me-down.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nura'Ainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17575031006059002540noreply@blogger.com