<?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-1604533692908411167</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:24:34.466-07:00</updated><category term='break up sad love poems'/><title type='text'>break up sad love poems</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakupsadlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1604533692908411167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakupsadlovepoems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>poems</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1604533692908411167.post-5817356517096348518</id><published>2009-09-28T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T07:09:31.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break up sad love poems'/><title type='text'>View break up sad love poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;smile - break up sad love poem&lt;/h2&gt;He wakes up with a knife in his fist,&lt;br /&gt;he looks down&lt;br /&gt;at the gashes in his wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles and laughs, and wipes up the blood,&lt;br /&gt;but his eyes are gates&lt;br /&gt;that hold back the flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes to school, and jokes with his friends&lt;br /&gt;but deep in his soul&lt;br /&gt;all he wants is an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he goes to the bathroom, he says for a drink,&lt;br /&gt;he turns on the faucet,&lt;br /&gt;shoves his head in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He inhales the water with a grin from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;but the water tastes salty&lt;br /&gt;from the flood of his tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes to the classroom and says he feels ill&lt;br /&gt;he goes to the nurse&lt;br /&gt;and tries too many pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as he wanders around from place to hellish place&lt;br /&gt;he knows, his body is an empty shell&lt;br /&gt;with a fake smile on its face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; Dreams - break up sad love poetry&lt;/h2&gt;She closes her eyes and dreams of his touch.&lt;br /&gt;And never thought she could feel so much.&lt;br /&gt;Her mind drifts to a mid-summers moon.&lt;br /&gt;Where she patiently waits, for love to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;More precious than diamonds or gold.&lt;br /&gt;He has no idea the treasure he holds.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart in his hands, she waits alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sadness As Love Is Dying&lt;/h2&gt;Such sadness as love is dying&lt;br /&gt;Pain you cannot heal&lt;br /&gt;No benefit in denying&lt;br /&gt;These feelings that are real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is beyond explanation&lt;br /&gt;Yet powerfully defined&lt;br /&gt;In our own exploration&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy our mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When given birth love is exciting&lt;br /&gt;And we find ourselves relying&lt;br /&gt;On the passion that is igniting&lt;br /&gt;Thus, such pain when that love is dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;What Makes Love Stop? 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