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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>http://devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk/</title><link rel="self" href="http://devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T17:34:55+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk,2007-01-31:/2007/01/31/tired~1659058/</id><title>tired</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk/2007/01/31/tired~1659058/"/><author><name>devil_in_disguise</name></author><published>2007-01-31T21:48:04+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:48:04+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hot time... a lot of work to do. I do my best but I feel I still can do more. I am passing all my exams but I have 5 more in the following week. I hope I will pass them all. All I need is a warm bed and soft socks on my feet, hot chocolate and... a man &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk/2007/01/31/tired~1659058/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk,2007-01-28:/2007/01/28/28~1635275/</id><title>28.01</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://devil-in-disguise.blog.co.uk/2007/01/28/28~1635275/"/><author><name>devil_in_disguise</name></author><published>2007-01-28T01:26:36+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T01:26:36+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Dużo niezrozumienia, pokrzywdzenia(?)... przez los? przez Ciebie?&lt;br&gt;
Trochę czasu minęło, nie chce mi się liczyć, nie ma to znaczenia. Jedno wiem, mama powtarzała: "nie ma tego złego, co by na dobre nie wyszło", teraz wiem, Ze miała rację!&lt;br&gt;
Jak to sie mówi "Co nie zabije, to wzmocni" i rzeczywiście, przerodziło się w siłę i wróciło z podwójnym natężeniem. Ciężko to pojąć, wiadomo, że za zamkniętymi drzwiami, przy zasłoniętych oknach...&lt;br&gt;
Ale teraz NIC mnie nie złamie. NIC.&lt;br&gt;
Essential Facts of Life, rather than love, rather than money, rather than fame, give me TRUTH
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Cause it makes me that much &lt;strong&gt;stronger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br&gt;
It makes me that much wiser&lt;br&gt;
So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br&gt;
Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br&gt;
Made my skin a little bit &lt;strong&gt;thicker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Makes me that much &lt;strong&gt;smarter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
So thanks for making me a fighter &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How could this man I thought I knew&lt;br&gt;
Turn out to be unjust, so cruel&lt;br&gt;
Could only see the good in you&lt;br&gt;
Pretended not to see the truth&lt;br&gt;
You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself&lt;br&gt;
Through living in denial&lt;br&gt;
But in the end you'll see&lt;br&gt;
You won't stop me &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thought I would forget&lt;br&gt;
But I remember&lt;br&gt;
I'll remember, I'll remember&lt;/p&gt;
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