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	<title>Occasio Gee &#187; poetry</title>
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	<description>I Don&#039;t Think I Contemplate &#38; Ponder</description>
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		<title>Plans For Tears</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2011 14:13:37 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[My Heart]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever experienced tears from the heart When something that should be the start was more of the conclusion leaving it to feel like a collusion between future and your fears again bring about tears crafted from those dreams of yet to come yet shall not be seems like happiness moves to sympathy sympathy [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<fb:like href='http://www.occasiogee.com/plans-for-tears.html' send='true' layout='standard' show_faces='true' width='450' height='65' action='like' colorscheme='light' font='lucida+grande'></fb:like><p>Have you ever experienced tears from the heart<br />
When something that should be the start<br />
was more of the conclusion<br />
leaving it to feel like a collusion<br />
between future and your fears<br />
again bring about tears<br />
crafted from those dreams of yet to come yet shall not be<br />
seems like happiness moves to sympathy<br />
sympathy to your hopes and plans<br />
sympathy to holding what you created in your hands<br />
sympathy to improving on all you have done<br />
sympathy to knowing your legacy cannot be undone</p>
<p>The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome<br />
so in my heart beat beats a drum<br />
a pitter patter not of feet but anticipation<br />
Think this not an aberration<br />
but instead an opus to the strength of love<br />
a commitment to my God above<br />
Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.<br />
I will take all sorrow, sadness &amp; pain &amp; it I shall remand.</p>
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		<title>Damn</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 01:25:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let me…. Sing a song of sweet serenades sublimely soothing the soul of you sisters in search of something so small as to satisfy your secrets and smelt the sun’s shine seven times over and strictly swell your secretions to the magnitude to make cities safely come together and say……. DAMN Let me……… Wash away [...]]]></description>
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<p>Sing a song of sweet serenades sublimely soothing the soul of you sisters in search of something so small as to satisfy your secrets and smelt the sun’s shine seven times over and strictly swell your secretions to the magnitude to make cities safely come together and say…….</p>
<p>DAMN</p>
<p>Let me………</p>
<p>Wash away the wishes of want wavering wildly within you woman’s wombs waiting for one’s will with what one would wait for in its wickedness and with wolf like wails of……</p>
<p>DAMN</p>
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		<title>4 Letter Words</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 15:48:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mother always looked out for my best interest. She said stay away from those 4 letter words. As clear as she was I couldn’t stay away. I said SHIT &#38; DAMN instead of SHOOT &#38; DOG. They had 5 &#38; 3 respectfully. If they didn’t have 4, they didn’t entice me. As my life continued [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<fb:like href='http://www.occasiogee.com/4letterword.html' send='true' layout='standard' show_faces='true' width='450' height='65' action='like' colorscheme='light' font='lucida+grande'></fb:like><p>Mother always looked out for my best interest. She said stay away from those 4 letter words. As clear as she was I couldn’t stay away. I said <strong>SHIT</strong> &amp; <strong>DAMN</strong> instead of <strong>SHOOT</strong> &amp; <strong>DOG</strong>. They had 5 &amp; 3 respectfully. If they didn’t have 4, they didn’t entice me. As my life continued I learned to use these words. In time of great degree would these quad literary glories. Today I face the truth. I wish I had I listened to what she had said. I’m a 24 year old man who just met one hell of a group of 4 letter words. Those 2 are <strong>PAIN</strong> &amp; <strong>LOVE</strong>. They come in a pair because that is the way of emotions. It’s forever one or another. If <strong>PAIN</strong> is here then <strong>LOVE</strong> just departed. And <strong>PAIN</strong> gets to moving when <strong>LOVE</strong> shows up on the doorstep. I wish I had just heeded my mother’s words. Now I see all that it is, is another 4 letter word…<br />
<strong>LIFE</strong></p>
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