<?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-33720671</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:01:13.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my most innerself</title><subtitle type='html'>this blog contains my songs, I am free to criticism from anyone</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-most-innerself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-most-innerself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>priyank shah</name><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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720671.post-9179507632142463449</id><published>2011-09-01T13:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-01T14:15:07.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>so good together</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcM5lXBNGMM/Tl9Fnk91mEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Wv-mjebRZpo/s1600/9726892-young-couple-silhouette-hugging-and-kissing-outdoors-at-sunset-background-sun-between-them-man-with-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcM5lXBNGMM/Tl9Fnk91mEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Wv-mjebRZpo/s1600/9726892-young-couple-silhouette-hugging-and-kissing-outdoors-at-sunset-background-sun-between-them-man-with-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cant stop looking at you, cant stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;cant forget your face, cant move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every heart beat pumps your love in my body&lt;br /&gt;your every smile is like an electric shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have fallen for you just in a glance&lt;br /&gt;but now those glances are not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta talk to you gotta tell you how i feel&lt;br /&gt;I am head over heels, feels like its love fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u ask me&lt;br /&gt;u don't know me so how can u fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u ask me&lt;br /&gt;is just my name enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant answer&lt;br /&gt;I got none &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I know girl we look so good, so good together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind touches my face i wonder if u have felt it too.&lt;br /&gt;i look at moon and wonder if you are looking at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rains bring hope for the rainbow follows the dark skies.&lt;br /&gt;i wish these winds could carry my message to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZheCE3POusY/Tl9FqAJYYqI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Rh6t4RQ9d74/s1600/back+old+couple.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZheCE3POusY/Tl9FqAJYYqI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Rh6t4RQ9d74/s320/back+old+couple.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a crystal ball to show you the future&lt;br /&gt;all i have is a picture to show we look so good together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know you more, wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;we look so good together want it to be like this forever......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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