<?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-9060498702399724200</id><updated>2011-12-04T00:51:59.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes Of Love</title><subtitle type='html'>Quotes of Love, Quotes about Love, a collection of love, inspirational love quotes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Admin</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-5739399818789776740</id><published>2011-11-06T01:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:09:07.551+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can You Do That?</title><summary type='text'>Are you able to leave me? You could never love me. 

What you need to hate me? I've you need.  

Do you want to forget? You never wanted me to remind you.  


Are you able to hurt me? You've never been able to protect me. 

What can you live without me? You can never live with me.  

Do you feel the need to scold me? I never felt compelled to speak well of you.  

Do you want to stay away? You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/5739399818789776740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/5739399818789776740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-can-you-do-that.html' title='What Can You Do That?'/><author><name>Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-4683996657827141966</id><published>2011-11-06T00:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T00:54:49.661+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Meet and Pick Up My Love</title><summary type='text'>In my town
The rain made ​​souvenirs
Allow you to take home
But make your own rainbow

In my town
Rainbow are like cotton candy
If you want to buy
Simply with a smile from the heart

In my town
That evening was like a sofa
I sat there
Waiting immersed in a sense

In my town
Pink mist
I smile through it when it headed away from you that I adore

In my town
The stars were scattered at sea
If you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/4683996657827141966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/4683996657827141966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-want-meet-pick-up-my-love.html' title='I Want to Meet and Pick Up My Love'/><author><name>Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-6704803897102037475</id><published>2011-11-04T01:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:51:33.672+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guts For Love</title><summary type='text'>I Like The Invisible, but The Smell ..Such as 'Fragrant' ..
I Like The Intangible, but it Feels ..Such as 'Wind' ..

I Like The Untouchables, but it Sounds ..Such as 'Sound' ..
I Love That is Formless, but Beautiful ..Like The 'Tone' ..
I Need a Separation Between Dark and Light ..Is a 'Light' ..
But Somehow ..Is Still Easier To Move Mountains For MeOf Expressing Love ..Temporarily Suspended at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/6704803897102037475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/6704803897102037475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/2011/11/guts-for-love.html' title='The Guts For Love'/><author><name>Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-4658943585585300544</id><published>2011-11-04T01:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:59:57.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man's love</title><summary type='text'>Man's love is love is full of secrets. The man is a creature of mysterious and not easily predictable. Likewise with love man, very mysterious and full of surprises. If a man had fallen in love, then life will usually change the habits that often does.
It is very reasonable, because the love of a man's sting is difficult to predict. If a man says longing for loved ones, could mean it's not a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/4658943585585300544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/4658943585585300544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/2011/11/mans-love.html' title='Man&apos;s love'/><author><name>Admin</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_57OO5mB5Zbc/SrmGN07NetI/AAAAAAAAAao/AU5XD-_IOqM/s72-c/love+failure+songs.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-7249830161901144197</id><published>2011-10-17T00:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:50:14.499+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><summary type='text'>10 years ago
He is the love that I can’t reach 
I can only stare at the shadows behind him 
My hands can’t reach him

A word which interpret the meaning of my sense of this
Drank his sweet love
Knitting with love
I think the only imaginary
Void expectation that no purpose
But Now…..I meet with the expectation that againAt the heart is not owned by anyone
Apparently I don’t own LoveHe has the same</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/7249830161901144197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/7249830161901144197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-3777596633222676167</id><published>2011-09-30T13:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:50:32.473+07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Always In My Heart</title><summary type='text'>The Sincere Love In My HeartHas Blossomed Because Of YouHeart That Is Now No Longer DarkHas Been Shining For You


Let The Rain Wetting The Earth Or The Moon Is Not ShiningBut Do Not You Let My Love 


Published by Ratih</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/3777596633222676167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060498702399724200/posts/default/3777596633222676167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotesoflove.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-are-always-in-my-heart.html' title='You Are Always In My Heart'/><author><name>Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060498702399724200.post-3719562611068142318</id><published>2011-09-28T15:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T01:50:39.736+07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Love Greeting</title><summary type='text'>There Suddenly Came Into My Heart
Immediately
Shortly After You Throw That Smile
Shot And Stuck Right In The Heart Of My Heart
Unstoppable
And I Fell Silent
No Power
Helpless

Like A Butterfly In Flower Garden
During Spring Season
Patter Hair Spreading The Scent Of Love
Drug Me In A Daydream
Which Leads To Mental Awe

Hi Girls I Met You In My Dreams
Your Fragrance Will Always Be In My Arms
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