<?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-5261331947999469430</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:10:37.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strung up Puppet.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-742534413100882267</id><published>2009-06-12T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:13:23.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relations to unsurpassed scams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ry4z90LNGUw/SjJT63iBxwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E4DI43XBJTs/s1600-h/DSC_0252+%2881%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ry4z90LNGUw/SjJT63iBxwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E4DI43XBJTs/s320/DSC_0252+%2881%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346427978446391042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All pretty things are not mine for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I do notice that I left this blog for dusts, but well I'm back and soon to refurnish this stinking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally this blog was a space to vent my depression and maybe hope that it could help share my feelings, but living life at it is now, I've got no time at all to rant. What a life shhhheeessh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living for 20 years of my life the outlook of things have definitely shrunk, everything looked so petty and I'm definitely lost for reason. I've got a total blankhole of what I should even be worried about and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon soon i'll come out with my own brand and logo so all you hammy lil people brace yourself for ME!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea soon to refurnish my blog, anyways I doubt anyone enjoyed reading my emo stuff, but no worries if you do ( which is weird if you do ), I'll have my pice of story to ell in another form, hopefully I get the time to do it TT. so stay tune XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-742534413100882267?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/742534413100882267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/06/relations-to-unsurpassed-scams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/742534413100882267'/><link 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called Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left alone as always to deal with thing which non could comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slowly juggling with danger on the tips of my fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My tips held this pride, so much to just drop and fall into slumber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going hand to hand with lust and greed, i've gravely sinned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sin i've committed since i was born,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pride of an empty vessel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though i could no longer intimidate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i am covered up with dust of deceptions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from mine and others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where lies my pride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to forcefully fall back on people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have it has really gone so far off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much which it can't be seen no more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Constantly playing mind games which those who are not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just to triumph them under my toes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i was, i miss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so fall so deeply in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in a shallow surface of what truth is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my pride stands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greed took truths away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lust took love away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pride....took friends away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which will take my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm slowly wondering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is not my saddism,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's my pride....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-4173086325768816620?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/4173086325768816620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/05/sin-called-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/4173086325768816620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/4173086325768816620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/05/sin-called-pride.html' title='A sin called Pride'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-646687532725250458</id><published>2009-04-30T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:13:48.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain....the 2nd sin Lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mindlessly staring, I thought i could,&lt;br /&gt;Lies ahead of me, i feel,&lt;br /&gt;Mumbling words of comfort over self preservation,&lt;br /&gt;I differ, I'm different, I'm unaccepted,&lt;br /&gt;This lust, for company,&lt;br /&gt;just a shrug if I may,&lt;br /&gt;Is Saturday going to be different,&lt;br /&gt;the sudden change of fate, the sudden burst of truth,&lt;br /&gt;I may be lead to my dismay,&lt;br /&gt;If i may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hopeless over tides of discomfort,&lt;br /&gt;It shone,&lt;br /&gt;Am I forsaken I asked, or have I forsake,&lt;br /&gt;leaving only a shell of solitude,&lt;br /&gt;It's not pretty, but petty yes,&lt;br /&gt;This soul's light has darken,&lt;br /&gt;dimmed,&lt;br /&gt;Given up is the word,&lt;br /&gt;no motivation to live on, nor to do things I once wanted,&lt;br /&gt;It's lead disarray,&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in blue,&lt;br /&gt;yes a color,&lt;br /&gt;color of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagnosed with depression,&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold back,&lt;br /&gt;It's just not fun to live anymore,&lt;br /&gt;all my dreams just went downstream,&lt;br /&gt;maybe floating,&lt;br /&gt;but to jump off the cliff to catch it,&lt;br /&gt;is unheard off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal, so very suicidal,&lt;br /&gt;blank, so very blank,&lt;br /&gt;can anyone please bring me back my eyes, my ears, my life&lt;br /&gt;A soul mate is lacking,&lt;br /&gt;one which I have wished for endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;Since I was no longer a womb.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-646687532725250458?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/646687532725250458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/painthe-2nd-sin-lust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/646687532725250458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/646687532725250458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/painthe-2nd-sin-lust.html' title='Pain....the 2nd sin Lust'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-8932707300983657576</id><published>2009-04-28T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:26:15.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These aggresions are back,&lt;br /&gt;These tasteless feeling,&lt;br /&gt;all rotting in my mind , everyone&lt;br /&gt;Can't run anymore, delusions are cleared,&lt;br /&gt;no distractions, and it comes,&lt;br /&gt;feeling helpless all over again,&lt;br /&gt;I belong nowhere, I know that much at least,&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't mean u could creep out of me,&lt;br /&gt;My fears are being erased, while creating new ones,&lt;br /&gt;If all is erased, i would not have the energy to control my limitations,&lt;br /&gt;Depression,&lt;br /&gt;really ever so painful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suicide is the solution huh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing so, so ever slowly.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-8932707300983657576?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/8932707300983657576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/8932707300983657576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/8932707300983657576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-back.html' title='It&apos;s back...'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-3787593437571915678</id><published>2009-04-14T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:38:50.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm giving up,&lt;br /&gt;no longer feeling attached to friendship, relationship,&lt;br /&gt;chasing for attention my whole life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to go blank,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blank for a few days now,&lt;br /&gt;refusing to think,&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;I told myself,&lt;br /&gt;It's just depressing,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be found in pictures,&lt;br /&gt;I hate them,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be found in conversations,&lt;br /&gt;I dis them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unimportant,&lt;br /&gt;I know.!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to built my own utopia,&lt;br /&gt;my own dreams,&lt;br /&gt;And lead and live my life,&lt;br /&gt;in solitude,&lt;br /&gt;being blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to fulfill all my promises and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I accept when I'm unaccepted,&lt;br /&gt;just doing things I don't like so I'll be sucked into a group of people I'm trying to appeal to?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness is a fortune, only to some.&lt;br /&gt;Others won't even get to feel a hint of it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to devote my promises and responsibilities to those needed,&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with doing so to those I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a driver fine,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a toy fine,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be someone people could bounce off fine,&lt;br /&gt;but I ain't going to let it destroy me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;don't even try to feel bad doing so,&lt;br /&gt;cause you need not worry about so,&lt;br /&gt;If it's just to save your face,&lt;br /&gt;keep it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not working for you or appealing to you cause you manipulate me,&lt;br /&gt;It's that I just shut an eye and act dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try and see if anyone is able to,&lt;br /&gt;really, I'll be grateful if you could,&lt;br /&gt;cause when that happens it's the day I drop doubting people,&lt;br /&gt;an achievement to me, for this forced in solitude soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother asking if I'm okay just cause you feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;Really just keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-3787593437571915678?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/3787593437571915678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/3787593437571915678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/3787593437571915678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/done.html' title='Done!'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-1907118344059101836</id><published>2009-04-12T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T05:01:11.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sin ~GREED~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Greed~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want a hug,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want a massage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want your attention,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want luxuries,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want no resentments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want care.&lt;br /&gt;These are my greed,&lt;br /&gt;Insatiable greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sins are various,&lt;br /&gt;colored coded.&lt;br /&gt;My greed is green as oppose to my red lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all equal,second to non,&lt;br /&gt;tying up knots&lt;br /&gt;These are my greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-1907118344059101836?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/1907118344059101836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-sin-greed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/1907118344059101836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/1907118344059101836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-sin-greed.html' title='1st sin ~GREED~'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-402116030542036107</id><published>2009-04-10T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:18:04.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's swelling again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alway hitting me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the wrong time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this feeling of desperation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 months long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dared not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it going to happen again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm repeating it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from scratch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I beat around the bush,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or just run fully ahead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someday I will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-402116030542036107?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/402116030542036107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/402116030542036107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/402116030542036107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-again.html' title='Once again~'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-2643092779529921193</id><published>2009-04-09T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:55:30.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was great for me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-2643092779529921193?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/2643092779529921193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/2643092779529921193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/2643092779529921193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/great.html' title='Great'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-146486011870474914</id><published>2009-04-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:43:58.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration=Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm addicted,&lt;br /&gt;consistency with different frequency&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling,&lt;br /&gt;that which hunts me every time,&lt;br /&gt;I prefer death,&lt;br /&gt;Desire an end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worrying what matters not to the other,&lt;br /&gt;I strive, and drifting,&lt;br /&gt;further away,&lt;br /&gt;I could not understand 'me',&lt;br /&gt;Lost with words around you&lt;br /&gt;I am annoying,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To not care,is ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;to care is arrogance,&lt;br /&gt;There's no gray, no unseen, no mix&lt;br /&gt;just black and white,&lt;br /&gt;feelings or rationale,&lt;br /&gt;I choose to care to not regret,&lt;br /&gt;but I do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's with me?&lt;br /&gt;yea like you said Xe Linn,&lt;br /&gt;I need an ear, no maybe two,&lt;br /&gt;not talks to clear me up,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you know I know,&lt;br /&gt;or I'm just arrogant and refuse to listen,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder aloud,&lt;br /&gt;but silent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see, but dare not call,&lt;br /&gt;too annoying I said to myself,&lt;br /&gt;me I think,&lt;br /&gt;Today my luck has run down,&lt;br /&gt;lucky I thought, a moment of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;but just a knife in disguise,&lt;br /&gt;piercing ever so badly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to it I thought, maybe not,&lt;br /&gt;Cremate this thoughts of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done, with it,&lt;br /&gt;I could deal with it, I thought,&lt;br /&gt;attitudes of admiration,habits of addiction,&lt;br /&gt;I repeat, is it bad?&lt;br /&gt;I'm common, I know,&lt;br /&gt;ugly from skin to soul,&lt;br /&gt;I tried, but never once was told to try harder,&lt;br /&gt;just to stop,&lt;br /&gt;I want to rest, but the habits of care and responsibility is eating most,&lt;br /&gt;I want not to regret, but I do,&lt;br /&gt;I wish hard to forget,&lt;br /&gt;but not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've company, but like not,&lt;br /&gt;I listen, just not answer,&lt;br /&gt;I try but need to try more,&lt;br /&gt;but being pulled down,&lt;br /&gt;my struggles are non next to yours,&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless, I think,&lt;br /&gt;but I will be useful, I hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost,&lt;br /&gt;maybe,&lt;br /&gt;In my sea of thoughts, real cliche I know,&lt;br /&gt;but so is everyone, not?&lt;br /&gt;I instigate,&lt;br /&gt;maybe I am not alright, with problems to my attitude, my motives, my ideals&lt;br /&gt;I hope change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hurt non, not again,&lt;br /&gt;I regret, so I dare not,&lt;br /&gt;Dare not to put feelings, dare not to dream&lt;br /&gt;just to drive to strive for my ideals,&lt;br /&gt;I hope to drop family, love, and friends&lt;br /&gt;but I could not,&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold most is family, love, and friends,&lt;br /&gt;because I could not hold them long,&lt;br /&gt;just a moment of bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, to socialize, definitely not my forte,&lt;br /&gt;but I try, because i was told to,&lt;br /&gt;but to lock myself in my walls,&lt;br /&gt;is equally as wistful.&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk when I'm alone, hope to be alone when it's crowded,&lt;br /&gt;however there is no mediocre, no middle line,&lt;br /&gt;one is too much, non is too little,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;not only you swea phin, I can't understand myself too&lt;br /&gt;not that I don't want to change Queen, but I dare not, I could not,&lt;br /&gt;I know not how, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is as depressing as everyone's, no one person is living better than the other,&lt;br /&gt;that's my thought now Pris, I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Lesley, u said I somehow changed, I really wonder how?&lt;br /&gt;Am I finally growing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I locked myself in sometime, like others,&lt;br /&gt;everyone is equal not?&lt;br /&gt;Sheryn, try it! pen it down just I am now,&lt;br /&gt;Fifi, my respect, you've earned really,&lt;br /&gt;Ambrose, thanks you are really my friend, someone whom i could call in times where&lt;br /&gt;non is too little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I penned this down for reminder, to those words I could not mutter,&lt;br /&gt;I relay thought's easier through writing,&lt;br /&gt;as my hand is as true to my heart as my mind&lt;br /&gt;Yea I seek attention, I'm doing so now&lt;br /&gt;but just so one day some one who know me really well&lt;br /&gt;could tell me i suck, and I need to do more,&lt;br /&gt;It's not lies,I'm driven negatively&lt;br /&gt;It's possible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to challenge the flow, but I'm running on it&lt;br /&gt;I,m lost,&lt;br /&gt;Go if you find that I'm not enough,&lt;br /&gt;but be safe, that's all I wish&lt;br /&gt;I've felt useless, every minute before this, and probably after too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know pains, because I've touch them, mentally, physically&lt;br /&gt;all is just a test, my actions my reactions&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no freedom, just mindsets and illusions,&lt;br /&gt;It's equal&lt;br /&gt;There's no luck, just work&lt;br /&gt;Just time is left,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to conquer that, which I never will,&lt;br /&gt;we are all lead astray, not by desires&lt;br /&gt;but events,&lt;br /&gt;we all want to be special,&lt;br /&gt;but only to so little,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not special,&lt;br /&gt;because you are,&lt;br /&gt;to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learn to care late, to care properly that is,&lt;br /&gt;I've learn to think late, to think properly that is,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't distress, because it pours everyday&lt;br /&gt;It rains when thing's are wrong, but I rather run than to walk together&lt;br /&gt;yet I fall behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder aloud,&lt;br /&gt;Attention seeking,&lt;br /&gt;philosophy driven,&lt;br /&gt;but just want to go wild,&lt;br /&gt;and be timelessly constrained by my desires,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so truly desire.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-146486011870474914?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/146486011870474914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/admirationaddiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely,&lt;br /&gt;I'm chasing everyone away,&lt;br /&gt;glad for those who stayed&lt;br /&gt;and no resentment towards those who didn't&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful,but like I've said it's impossible to change,&lt;br /&gt;which of my attitude is the problem,&lt;br /&gt;the fake or the faked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real one I hope not, because there never was once i showed,&lt;br /&gt;at least not to anyone I know&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm strong I said,&lt;br /&gt;but now I really wonder,&lt;br /&gt;If you would turn around and stab me&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to put words in abstract,&lt;br /&gt;just straight,&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this,Thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm really your friend, then please allow me to comfort you as how you wish to for me ^^&lt;br /&gt;Those avoiding me I'm still here if I'm needed&lt;br /&gt;It's the responsibilities of my words keeping me around,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being good, I'm merely wishing that I could really find someone to talk to that's all&lt;br /&gt;One whom need not think too much but just understand,understand the circumstances surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;And accept me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again but I don't know when I will stop nor would I know when I would die&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it a lot that you are concern about my death&lt;br /&gt;but please do not joke about going to hell with me&lt;br /&gt;I'll die alone as I was born, Alone&lt;br /&gt;Babies are fine always accepted,Adults are fine,always rejected&lt;br /&gt;What I say is what I mean for the first time in the open,no farce no facade just sincerity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I have a really small group of friends whom accepted me&lt;br /&gt;I seldom call peoples friends,just acquaintances,&lt;br /&gt;but you are,and you and you and you and you&lt;br /&gt;really grateful, don't know if you guys/girls would accept me when I finally out open&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not going to be bothered thinking about that&lt;br /&gt;You all may leave as please,doors are open,&lt;br /&gt;but I hope maybe one would stay,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of chasing,just to be friends,&lt;br /&gt;chasing not for people but for the understanding called friend,&lt;br /&gt;we are rare cases really,because we are suicidal yet rationale&lt;br /&gt;We hold stress a lot really, but we don't shed tears in front,&lt;br /&gt;just deep inside, yea I'm a guy&lt;br /&gt;a genuine one, and a feminist&lt;br /&gt;consider it my respect to the only gender whom accepted me before&lt;br /&gt;no other meaning.no other reason just pure respect,&lt;br /&gt;but It's different now,It's mix gender, but I can't shake it off, that respect&lt;br /&gt;You have my gratitude,from every inch of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one would choose to understand you, I would as a friend, a close one&lt;br /&gt;nothing more nothing less, so rest assured no hidden feelings&lt;br /&gt;because I dare not, and will not, I'm incompetent&lt;br /&gt;not a worth to anyone, and never will, merely a tool&lt;br /&gt;that's me I guess&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening,you know who you are :P&lt;br /&gt;I listen a lot too bluek hehe but I'm stronger I think hehe&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy yea ^^ If you ever read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-7653421519819284515?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/7653421519819284515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/chasing-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/7653421519819284515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/7653421519819284515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/chasing-away.html' title='Chasing away!'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-3402359774303620184</id><published>2009-04-04T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:05:01.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fallen all over,broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gazette (Hyena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6wi0FXxf1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6wi0FXxf1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly acting and song&lt;br /&gt;Dancing is a poor way of looking handsome&lt;br /&gt;Your copulation is dirtier than money.&lt;br /&gt;Unprincipled strategist&lt;br /&gt;An abused middle aged spread&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a Tengu in the corner of a brown pipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please disappear, because it is an eyesore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born from the mouth?&lt;br /&gt;The only kind of flattery is that which is sold through a knothole&lt;br /&gt;Your copulation is dirtier than money.&lt;br /&gt;Unprincipled strategist&lt;br /&gt;An abused middle aged spread&lt;br /&gt;A half-crazed kid who is soaking wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please disappear, because it is an eyesore&lt;br /&gt;It fails together if going straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtain of wine red, I can't discern anything from it&lt;br /&gt;The dancing dreams come floating by&lt;br /&gt;A distorted masquerade, that mimics them on both sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I drown you, as you are now&lt;br /&gt;In fluttering love, and adorn you with it&lt;br /&gt;A sheltered and broken prince&lt;br /&gt;Will swarm you, in a moment of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;The day that a chandelier on the back of the head&lt;br /&gt;Went out of style, sympathy was a hyena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice that bloomed on your face&lt;br /&gt;Will keep your accumulated ideals around until they die&lt;br /&gt;An easy-going "eternity" has useful dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color would your tears be&lt;br /&gt;And what color would your words be&lt;br /&gt;If painted out? And would you have your same face?&lt;br /&gt;Too many signs have been visible&lt;br /&gt;And too many lies given&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you're just going to rot away, conceited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I drown you, as you are now&lt;br /&gt;In fluttering love, and adorn you with it&lt;br /&gt;A sheltered and broken prince&lt;br /&gt;Will swarm you, in a moment of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;The day that a chandelier on the back of the head&lt;br /&gt;Went out of style, sympathy was a hyena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul with rhythmic patterns,&lt;br /&gt;long lasting it shall not,&lt;br /&gt;hitting high, contradicting all together,&lt;br /&gt;shades of smoke envelope,&lt;br /&gt;hiding what i truly wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing aloud saddened by despair,&lt;br /&gt;pairs of broken ears,paired with broken faces&lt;br /&gt;listening to non,facing non,&lt;br /&gt;lie there,corpses of influence,&lt;br /&gt;maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream!&lt;br /&gt;heard not, ruined by uncertainty,&lt;br /&gt;over flowing with madness,&lt;br /&gt;I can't shake it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how far have I fallen,&lt;br /&gt;pieces of puzzles splashed,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of cast,&lt;br /&gt;covering eyes,&lt;br /&gt;but hard felt all which is there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non I could gain, fault is mine,&lt;br /&gt;dare not, just sulking&lt;br /&gt;self pity , pretty shameless,&lt;br /&gt;but I am not, alone I think&lt;br /&gt;a day felt, a day lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruined I guess,&lt;br /&gt;piece me back&lt;br /&gt;leave me,&lt;br /&gt;then save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's non left&lt;br /&gt;for I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;uncertain&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-3402359774303620184?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/3402359774303620184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-fallen-all-overbroken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/3402359774303620184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/3402359774303620184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-fallen-all-overbroken.html' title='I&apos;ve fallen all over,broken'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-5594127842487059540</id><published>2009-04-03T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:45:53.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Less,non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desires,responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;never enough,stunned,changed but hanging&lt;br /&gt;will you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;It's okay,It's alright&lt;br /&gt;you are there,were,will&lt;br /&gt;never enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?there not seen&lt;br /&gt;not your shadow,not your presence,&lt;br /&gt;but you are&lt;br /&gt;day to day,night to night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken lies,never little,never more&lt;br /&gt;Me,I've spoken&lt;br /&gt;figure it,really?really!&lt;br /&gt;closed up,in abundance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More words,&lt;br /&gt;of comfort,of care&lt;br /&gt;lust I do, I do not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded,shunned&lt;br /&gt;It's never ending, beginning maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Fast! change!&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on a fine line, a string maybe&lt;br /&gt;but strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies to one, and to the other&lt;br /&gt;Drowned I am,&lt;br /&gt;responding to none,&lt;br /&gt;existence marked, or maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;Please, I beg , I plead&lt;br /&gt;Dare I not, I do&lt;br /&gt;Just words from you,&lt;br /&gt;to calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless,in a fork, ways&lt;br /&gt;Lead me, to you&lt;br /&gt;To lead me further there&lt;br /&gt;to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz lol It's quiet in here isn't oh well :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'who wouldn't prefer a colorful life?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-5594127842487059540?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/5594127842487059540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/5594127842487059540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/5594127842487059540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-would.html' title='I would'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-7013757567373274276</id><published>2009-04-02T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:59:43.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to talk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gazette Guren (Crimson Lotus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/14svrzdclHA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/14svrzdclHA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry... after awhile, let me sleep by your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passing days drew us closer&lt;br /&gt;The pain is matched with joy.&lt;br /&gt;Both hands reflect that&lt;br /&gt;I cry when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a rain of sadness&lt;br /&gt;It's fine just to remain unknown.&lt;br /&gt;I tremble for repose, I remembered&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to see in this reeled in dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to fade&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear, even a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;A small heartbeat, that isn't there&lt;br /&gt;I want you, come here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unchanging dreams, if this continues on&lt;br /&gt;Please don't pause in your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it doesn't need to call out, but,&lt;br /&gt;The drowning days are piling over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to fade&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear, even a sigh&lt;br /&gt;A small heartbeat, that isn't there&lt;br /&gt;I want you, come here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the hands of salvation is also in vagueness&lt;br /&gt;Will there be a cocoon at intervals of the second, Without the string tearing off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to fade&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear, even a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Little rhythm to the sound of the heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Of touched prayers delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name which I cannot call out I held closely&lt;br /&gt;Counting with my fingers, I don't want tomorrow to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing with blocked ears&lt;br /&gt;The sound of a broken cradle.&lt;br /&gt;The spring time will never come again&lt;br /&gt;The crimson lotus is in bloom.         &lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;you are dreams away,bliss?blessing?&lt;br /&gt; just want time,your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stares around,eyes of resentment, distasteful&lt;br /&gt;hope was brought,then fell&lt;br /&gt;thousand feet down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you I saw,I desired, though never mine,never will&lt;br /&gt;I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,though lies but brought me hope&lt;br /&gt;want to love,to trust,to believe&lt;br /&gt;all that is left is resentment,with a lot of commitment&lt;br /&gt;I will be there,just call,just cry,I will&lt;br /&gt;at my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not,I will not,I can not&lt;br /&gt;You are not,you will not,you can not&lt;br /&gt;but you can,you could will,you could be&lt;br /&gt;I just want to talk,to understand,to comfort&lt;br /&gt;though there may be non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not enough,for you for myself&lt;br /&gt;I dare not.....&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh XD if anyone could suggest me any great literature works please do ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-7013757567373274276?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/7013757567373274276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-want-to-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/7013757567373274276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/7013757567373274276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-want-to-talk.html' title='I just want to talk!'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-5566866336953392894</id><published>2009-04-01T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:32:45.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taion,Taion,Taion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gazette(Taion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ihs73F_6bL4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ihs73F_6bL4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wintry sky and the broken streetlight cold wind.&lt;br /&gt;Unknown shadow the footprint of desertion.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wakes up a gloomy ceiling&lt;br /&gt;A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum it is soiled&lt;br /&gt;And violence rapes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An understanding is impossible&lt;br /&gt;Why was I chosen? Someone should answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please answer me it is a horrible dream&lt;br /&gt;How much should I shout, writhe and suffer?&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me it is a horrible dream&lt;br /&gt;I shouted many times with losing voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no hand of preparing of the disordered hair.&lt;br /&gt;A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum a faint temperature is mixed in the midwinter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I persuaded myself, who had a dying voice and began writhing.&lt;br /&gt;Not to lose for living.&lt;br /&gt;I was drowned in the night when I feared and had a dying voice.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive my dying breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please answer me it is a horrible dream.&lt;br /&gt;How much should I shout, writhe and suffer?&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me it is a horrible dream.&lt;br /&gt;I want to smile again at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;strung by strings of care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for real,pure, lies not seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habits to others,fake isn't it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to believe,for each act is real, let it stay not shrouded by distrust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I please, I hope&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee at least there actually reading this blog haha&lt;br /&gt;well subject of the day is 'Taion'&lt;br /&gt;at least a song which is not about lovey dovey stuff zzzz, no offense though a lot of people actually prefer love songs, why not philosophy and tragedy for a change?&lt;br /&gt;music is to express no matter how bad or sad, it's all equal is what I think and I don't think language should be a barrier.&lt;br /&gt;You may find something that truly resembles yourself in others work, who knows ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;owh feel free to send me some nice templates, I think I wont start coding myself until the start of holidays XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-5566866336953392894?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/5566866336953392894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/taiontaiontaion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/5566866336953392894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/5566866336953392894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/04/taiontaiontaion.html' title='Taion,Taion,Taion'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-6929789601325122497</id><published>2009-03-31T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:46:34.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate.Tainted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Persona(Instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ksvqc_jjfo0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ksvqc_jjfo0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;tell me i can pull out please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost.wandering.hidden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want people to know,to tell,to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but blessing are far apart,never seen, never felt,never at the right time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comprehend me,not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cure me,impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypocrite,yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilt felt,lost felt, joy seldom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath in and listen to but only my own breathe,my own words,my own angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely? everyone so don't u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely because I am one but so are others,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlighten me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not words of anger,but words of expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better still depression,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look up! said,heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is doing it? non?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your special, I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm just there to make you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind,don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I do mind and care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is true?&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways real bad mood but whatever &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways all comment accepted and please give opinions on what to put in the blog&lt;br /&gt;XD all opinions accepted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-6929789601325122497?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/6929789601325122497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/hatetainted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/6929789601325122497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/6929789601325122497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/hatetainted.html' title='Hate.Tainted'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-5924298181486165982</id><published>2009-03-30T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:33:02.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love*2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, it's a hard on fact that i love music and so imma going to have to intro another great art from hyde to you guys out there, enjoy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERGREEN(VAMPS ROCK VERS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lzZxMdvd6xw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lzZxMdvd6xw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics English version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I lie awake beside the window sill&lt;br /&gt;like a flower in a vase&lt;br /&gt;a moment caught in glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rays of sunlight come and beckon me&lt;br /&gt;to a sleepy dreamy haze&lt;br /&gt;a sense of summer days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could stop the flow of time&lt;br /&gt;turn the clock to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;erasing all the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've only memories of happiness&lt;br /&gt;such pleasure we have shared&lt;br /&gt;i'd do it all again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;as buds turn into leaves, the colours live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;the scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;your tears are falling silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so full of joy, you are a child of spring&lt;br /&gt;with a beauty that is pure&lt;br /&gt;an innocence endures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you flow right through me like a medicine&lt;br /&gt;bringing quiet to my soul&lt;br /&gt;without you i'm not whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;i need you far too much, i long to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;this scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;you've always been so dear to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;it sorrows at the sight of seeing you so sad&lt;br /&gt;this scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bells have rung, the time has come&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find the words to say my last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;this scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;you've always been so dear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tainted,unrefined, guilty conscience....&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering in joy,&lt;br /&gt;comprehend that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more different posts to come,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of conveniently adding a section for my little game characters&lt;br /&gt;and then write a story out of it XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THAT !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-5924298181486165982?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/5924298181486165982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/love2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/5924298181486165982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/5924298181486165982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/love2.html' title='Love*2'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-4695772334701375298</id><published>2009-03-28T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:02:29.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh~Love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To start off, i think it's fair only to put one of the greatest music to reach my soul, enjoy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAMOROUS SKY(VAMPS VERS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nx632ibDctY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nx632ibDctY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I throw open the window and turn to the stormy DEEP SKY&lt;br /&gt;AH and I look up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is there any meaning to this repetitive life?”&lt;br /&gt;AH I shout...&lt;br /&gt;JUMP OUT and GO&lt;br /&gt;Wear &amp;amp; tear these ROCKING SHOES&lt;br /&gt;A splashing PUDDLE&lt;br /&gt;Flash Back!&lt;br /&gt;You are CLEVER&lt;br /&gt;AH, REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to that morning, so I cross the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;In order to be in line for our dreams, we walk in these GLAMOROUS DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is there no value in surrendering to love?”&lt;br /&gt;AH I sigh...&lt;br /&gt;SPIT OUT and GO&lt;br /&gt;Booze &amp;amp; ROCK’N’ROLL&lt;br /&gt;Breathing harder for the BATTLE&lt;br /&gt;Flash Back!&lt;br /&gt;Your FLAVOR&lt;br /&gt;AH REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to decorate my heart, with these stars I gathered&lt;br /&gt;In order to tie our dreams together, we dance in these GLAMOROUS DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY, MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;FLASH OF THUNDER, TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;Snow crystals...&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow-colors EVERYDAY&lt;br /&gt;the FULL MOON disappears at random&lt;br /&gt;They answer me, in my own voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to illuminate your future, so I wipe away the clouds for you&lt;br /&gt;As I embrace the dream, I keep walking in these GLORIOUS DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to that morning, so I cross the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;In order to be in line for our dreams, we walk in these GLAMOROUS DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAMOROUS SKY...&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-4695772334701375298?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/4695772334701375298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/owhlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/4695772334701375298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/4695772334701375298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/owhlove.html' title='Owh~Love~'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261331947999469430.post-2640942435540703622</id><published>2009-03-28T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:53:37.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~A new start~</title><content type='html'>whee finally the long awaited blog has arrived XD.. Though a personal space but this blog will truly be devoted to  my passion for music and also serve as a base for my port folio ^^ but if anything seem interesting, i will be sure to put it here so stay tune..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog kinda dull right now but soon will be revamped ^^ stay tune~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5261331947999469430-2640942435540703622?l=mutedmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/2640942435540703622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/2640942435540703622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5261331947999469430/posts/default/2640942435540703622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mutedmarionette.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-start.html' title='~A new start~'/><author><name>Sepia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12004712642344764848</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
