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		<title>Impanema</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=72</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 09:03:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[a real mermaid of the sea
She’s walking down that beach
looking straight at me
in the sunset
into the waves, She runs
a heavenly body
the firmest of buns
in the sunset
I know I’m a sinner &#38; She ain’t no nun
I’m weak in the knees
I think She’s the sun
In the sunset
it must be the heat
wild, wet and horny
I can feel that [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a real mermaid of the sea<br />
She’s walking down that beach<br />
looking straight at me</p>
<p>in the sunset</p>
<p>into the waves, She runs<br />
a heavenly body<br />
the firmest of buns</p>
<p>in the sunset</p>
<p>I know I’m a sinner &amp; She ain’t no nun<br />
I’m weak in the knees<br />
I think She’s the sun</p>
<p>In the sunset</p>
<p>it must be the heat<br />
wild, wet and horny<br />
I can feel that beat</p>
<p>in the sunset</p>
<p>it’s the best of my days<br />
I kiss her, madly<br />
“Bravissimo” She stays</p>
<p>in the sunset</p>
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		<title>The Fall</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=70</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:54:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[wondering around, lost in the dark
it’s getting cold, ain’t no walk in the park
the wood in a ring of fire burning
a fire gone wild, can’t tell where it’s turning
it’s a primal delight, it’s the dream drifting
a new dawn, a veil of fog, gently lifting
like a palette of of paint
rapidly changing, the colours, so faint
it’s the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>wondering around, lost in the dark<br />
it’s getting cold, ain’t no walk in the park</p>
<p>the wood in a ring of fire burning<br />
a fire gone wild, can’t tell where it’s turning</p>
<p>it’s a primal delight, it’s the dream drifting<br />
a new dawn, a veil of fog, gently lifting</p>
<p>like a palette of of paint<br />
rapidly changing, the colours, so faint</p>
<p>it’s the moon, peaking out<br />
i grind my teeth and I shout</p>
<p>it’s a call form the wild<br />
the desperate voice, of a starving child</p>
<p>far away through the woods, calling<br />
it’s the end of the heat, and it’s winter falling</p>
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		<title>The well of dreams</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=69</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 17:13:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[in the middle of a cloud, I walk
a ray of light, gently shining
drifting into dreamland, a new language I talk
down the well of dreams, I’m falling
I can see her dancing
She’s the one, now calling
into the night I dive
a taste of honey
dripping from the hive
it’s a feast of delight
on the road to freedom
an eternal flight
towards the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>in the middle of a cloud, I walk<br />
a ray of light, gently shining<br />
drifting into dreamland, a new language I talk</p>
<p>down the well of dreams, I’m falling<br />
I can see her dancing<br />
She’s the one, now calling</p>
<p>into the night I dive<br />
a taste of honey<br />
dripping from the hive</p>
<p>it’s a feast of delight<br />
on the road to freedom<br />
an eternal flight</p>
<p>towards the beach I fly<br />
caught by the waves, a painting<br />
now drowning, I die</p>
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		<title>The game</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=68</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 17:12:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[she told me that the flame
who flickers
was lit in her name
she runs down the alley
things will never be the same
I’m getting closer
it’s the end of the game
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>she told me that the flame<br />
who flickers<br />
was lit in her name<br />
she runs down the alley<br />
things will never be the same<br />
I’m getting closer<br />
it’s the end of the game</p>
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		<title>Within a dream</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=66</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 17:12:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[floating in a sea of dreams
a different life, brewing
nothing’s what it seems
like a sunflower dying
a sight of true beauty
it’s my love for life, crying
it’s a somber song
a flight from the day
now it won’t be long
for the day breaks at dawn
a tear in my eye
I close them and yawn
sound asleep, I lay to rest
flashing through the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>floating in a sea of dreams<br />
a different life, brewing<br />
nothing’s what it seems</p>
<p>like a sunflower dying<br />
a sight of true beauty<br />
it’s my love for life, crying</p>
<p>it’s a somber song<br />
a flight from the day<br />
now it won’t be long</p>
<p>for the day breaks at dawn<br />
a tear in my eye<br />
I close them and yawn</p>
<p>sound asleep, I lay to rest<br />
flashing through the ages<br />
it’s my life at it’s best</p>
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		<title>Soulmates</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=65</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 17:11:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[a lady of late
flashes through my dream
she might be the one, my soulmate
all across the ocean
a frequency, in tune
it’s Her voice in motion
it’s yage calling
from the depths of the jungle
into my dream falling
I can feel She is close
my heart, rapid beating
I can smell Her, my rose
a lifetime has passed
it’s the last leg
go slow, not so [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a lady of late<br />
flashes through my dream<br />
she might be the one, my soulmate</p>
<p>all across the ocean<br />
a frequency, in tune<br />
it’s Her voice in motion</p>
<p>it’s yage calling<br />
from the depths of the jungle<br />
into my dream falling</p>
<p>I can feel She is close<br />
my heart, rapid beating<br />
I can smell Her, my rose</p>
<p>a lifetime has passed<br />
it’s the last leg<br />
go slow, not so fast</p>
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		<title>Parallel Universe</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=60</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 07:24:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[as the winter looms
a light on the horizon
hot summer nights, glooms
into the darkness I wonder
drifting away
floating along, into the thunder
it’s trembling cold
walking that beach
a place to grow old
on the sand dunes I’m gently running
as heat turns to frost
a shining snow crystal
a lifeline is tossed
into the water I slowly vanish
it’s destiny’s path
and I’m banished
too cold to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>as the winter looms<br />
a light on the horizon<br />
hot summer nights, glooms</p>
<p>into the darkness I wonder<br />
drifting away<br />
floating along, into the thunder</p>
<p>it’s trembling cold<br />
walking that beach<br />
a place to grow old</p>
<p>on the sand dunes I’m gently running</p>
<p>as heat turns to frost<br />
a shining snow crystal<br />
a lifeline is tossed</p>
<p>into the water I slowly vanish<br />
it’s destiny’s path<br />
and I’m banished</p>
<p>too cold to talk<br />
I’m thinking of fleeing<br />
among the unforgiven I walk</p>
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		<title>Dreamland</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=59</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 17:15:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Into a rock I dive
a hard surface
resistance, I thrive
red velvet, from the ceeling, falling
it’s the one’s lost from their soul
silently calling
into the darkness I sink
down the drain,
drinking, life’s drink
on life’s boat, I now float
a gentle vibration in passing
a sound in my throat
from the gutter, I’m silently crying
towards the end of the day
another dream dying
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Into a rock I dive<br />
a hard surface<br />
resistance, I thrive</p>
<p>red velvet, from the ceeling, falling<br />
it’s the one’s lost from their soul<br />
silently calling</p>
<p>into the darkness I sink<br />
down the drain,<br />
drinking, life’s drink</p>
<p>on life’s boat, I now float<br />
a gentle vibration in passing<br />
a sound in my throat</p>
<p>from the gutter, I’m silently crying<br />
towards the end of the day<br />
another dream dying</p>
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		<title>Femme Fatale</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=57</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 17:13:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Depending of what time of day
a new face emerges
an impression, made to stay
While she’s smiling, I grin
I can see her knickers
Lord help me, I’ll sin
She’s gone with the reaper
She drifts with the wind
I’m moved by her lips
a trembling sensation
while she shakes her hips
a delight for the eyes
her body, dancing
I wake up &#38; She dies
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Depending of what time of day<br />
a new face emerges<br />
an impression, made to stay</p>
<p>While she’s smiling, I grin<br />
I can see her knickers<br />
Lord help me, I’ll sin<br />
She’s gone with the reaper<br />
She drifts with the wind</p>
<p>I’m moved by her lips<br />
a trembling sensation<br />
while she shakes her hips</p>
<p>a delight for the eyes<br />
her body, dancing<br />
I wake up &amp; She dies</p>
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		<title>a battle against yourself</title>
		<link>http://bredekorsmo.com/theWriter/?p=56</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 16:12:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[a struggle inside
I fought
yes I tried
the demon within
a pulsating tumor
that fills me with sin
in my veins, her blood gently flowing
my alter ego, rising
it’s my soul on fire, now glowing
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a struggle inside<br />
I fought<br />
yes I tried</p>
<p>the demon within<br />
a pulsating tumor<br />
that fills me with sin</p>
<p>in my veins, her blood gently flowing<br />
my alter ego, rising<br />
it’s my soul on fire, now glowing</p>
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