<?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-6078256128428613426</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:10:48.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venture into the Mind of Mari</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-8034047468891396626</id><published>2009-09-07T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:48:01.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie and Julia</title><content type='html'>sooo. I watched the movie julie and julia and it was soo cute! and it made me wanna update my blog SO bad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happening on my side of the train tracks. Just school, senior year at school i should say and work: Serving tables at Pizza Hut. It's not much but it pays and at this point I'm just glad i got A job that pays anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-8034047468891396626?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/8034047468891396626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/09/julie-and-juliet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/8034047468891396626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/8034047468891396626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/09/julie-and-juliet.html' title='Julie and Julia'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-4521896160386082410</id><published>2009-02-14T18:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:02:43.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>I am the voice that sings in falling rain.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone can hear my words...not just my melody...my voice.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to catch the moon, but she is forever dancing across the cobalt sky....&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my heart will return soon....&lt;br /&gt;I am forever skating on the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend I can swim like a 'maid in her home, ocean blue...&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sun drinking my skin, warm and inviting....Never cold, never unfriendly to me...&lt;br /&gt;I touch the broken shards of glass, who threatens to slice my copper skin...&lt;br /&gt;I worry I may fall out of the crystal blue seas, when my world is turned upside down, again.&lt;br /&gt;I am the fading ember in her heart, hoping one day I will extinguish hers in mine completely....&lt;br /&gt;I understand the melancholy instrument, the Mournful Lover...who cries for it's Maker...&lt;br /&gt;I dream I soared across the sky, feeling the odd drop in my stomach when I let myself twist in the clouds...even when I am warm on the ground...&lt;br /&gt;I say to myself or more the the crying rain, "You are my tears...for I refuse to cry any longer for a meaningless broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to speak through my very best aquaintance...as I press down of her black and white keys...producing a sound so rich--&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my heart will able to swim again, for&lt;br /&gt;I am the voice deeply hidden inside the falling rain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-4521896160386082410?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/4521896160386082410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/4521896160386082410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/4521896160386082410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-9033809032255240223</id><published>2009-01-22T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:26:51.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartshaped Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span name="storytext" id="storytext" style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;All my memories of you,&lt;br /&gt;Are kept in my heart-shaped box.&lt;br /&gt;Full of emptiness and sorrow-&lt;br /&gt;Under key and under lock.&lt;p&gt;What is next, my fair Prince of Dorix?&lt;br /&gt;Of our all but simple lives bestowed-&lt;br /&gt;For there must be more,&lt;br /&gt;Than the fiery Hells below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me again,&lt;br /&gt;My Beloved Prince of Dorix,&lt;br /&gt;Or our long forgotten Paradise,&lt;br /&gt;And what is laid in ruin before us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was I just blind?&lt;br /&gt;And I could not see?&lt;br /&gt;Was it all a sweet illusion,&lt;br /&gt;Of simple simplicity?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whisper to me, my Prince,&lt;br /&gt;Of you undying love for me.&lt;br /&gt;That it is all but simple,&lt;br /&gt;And not just the Bird and the Bee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me, dear Prince,&lt;br /&gt;That it is naught but a dream,&lt;br /&gt;And their murderous words mean nothing,&lt;br /&gt;And cannot harm you and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where are you, Prince of Dorix?&lt;br /&gt;Did the King and Queen take you beyond my reach?&lt;br /&gt;And have they drained the love from your heart,&lt;br /&gt;like the blood thirsty leech...? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-9033809032255240223?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/9033809032255240223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/heartshaped-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/9033809032255240223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/9033809032255240223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/heartshaped-box.html' title='Heartshaped Box'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-6425969525118369253</id><published>2009-01-11T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:39:14.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000</title><content type='html'>A thousand breaths later&lt;br /&gt;A bed of desire cradles&lt;br /&gt;My every fiber&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me: a stoking fire&lt;br /&gt;Call me a liar as I tell you the truth about her&lt;br /&gt;I loved him,  I kissed him&lt;br /&gt;I killed him, I miss him&lt;br /&gt;But now my every fiber&lt;br /&gt;Is labeled liar&lt;br /&gt;Two thousand breaths later&lt;br /&gt;On a cradle of desire&lt;div 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title='1000'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-3973484909754601710</id><published>2009-01-11T17:37:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:38:27.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireproof</title><content type='html'>What a shame it's gone to waste&lt;br /&gt;We sit around waiting to be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;Promises sucked dry of all meaning&lt;br /&gt;Innocent hearts dying.&lt;br /&gt;I wait in this shadowed room,&lt;br /&gt;for a love song to consume&lt;br /&gt;me again.&lt;br /&gt;Another night spent&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;*(chorus)*&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, can you feel the pressure&lt;br /&gt;crushing down on you heart?&lt;br /&gt;well sure enough,&lt;br /&gt;it's getting thicker and thicker.&lt;br /&gt;Making me Sicker, and sicker&lt;br /&gt;trying to swallow this burning feeling&lt;br /&gt;upside down, staring at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let on&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't let this go,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for a miracle to show&lt;br /&gt;it's face, clear and strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of oxygen&lt;br /&gt;barely holding onto my pen&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Why do we love to leave these hearts burning in the sun?&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, until there's nothing that can be done&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-3973484909754601710?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/3973484909754601710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireproof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/3973484909754601710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/3973484909754601710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireproof.html' title='Fireproof'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-5512729190382807634</id><published>2009-01-11T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:36:42.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy for Her Sanity</title><content type='html'>Heavy metal doors&lt;br /&gt;Creak, close shut.&lt;br /&gt;Screams are heard from more&lt;br /&gt;than the end of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing off the wall and floor.&lt;br /&gt;No light enters, or escapes here as&lt;br /&gt;They come closer toward the door,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles on their face,&lt;br /&gt;Discovering secrets stuffed in drawers&lt;br /&gt;No eye has seen, no ear has heard&lt;br /&gt;The silent tears shed for the mourn&lt;br /&gt;Of his memory,&lt;br /&gt;Only this and nothing more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-5512729190382807634?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/5512729190382807634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/elegy-for-her-sanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/5512729190382807634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/5512729190382807634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/elegy-for-her-sanity.html' title='Elegy for Her Sanity'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-4511711981612342372</id><published>2009-01-11T17:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:35:50.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Sonata</title><content type='html'>Leaves spiral down to the cold ground.&lt;br /&gt;Whirlwinds take&lt;br /&gt;Luscious reds, golden yellows, and vibrant oranges on a wild&lt;br /&gt;Flight on the wind's evanescent wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Mourning Doves move closer to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Feathers puffed to keep them warm and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;They can feel Winter's cold, icy breath&lt;br /&gt;Tickling at their necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost as if Her snow white lips&lt;br /&gt;Were forming to let a joyous laugh&lt;br /&gt;Escape from behind them,&lt;br /&gt;Echoing off the half naked willow trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing from wall to wall&lt;br /&gt;Like loud ringing church bells&lt;br /&gt;Sending shivers down the minister's back every time they toll.&lt;br /&gt;These silver bells thrive to sing their hypnotic sonata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buoyant sun perched in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Observes the metamorphic scene below.&lt;br /&gt;His fervent rays wash over one's skin&lt;br /&gt;Comforting the shivering traveler&lt;br /&gt;As his red, bare feet crunch in the white dust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-4511711981612342372?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/4511711981612342372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/autumn-sonata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/4511711981612342372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/4511711981612342372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/autumn-sonata.html' title='Autumn Sonata'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-2023248950753328470</id><published>2009-01-11T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:34:40.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Masquerade</title><content type='html'>It feels like I'm starting all over again,&lt;br /&gt;With my mask on my face...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe...could I win tonight...?&lt;br /&gt;(Over you.)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you understand?&lt;br /&gt;That what I've said was a lie--&lt;br /&gt;How could you believe that I'm alright, I'm not fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to see right through me,&lt;br /&gt;Like a mirror on the wall...&lt;br /&gt;Can you only see your face this time...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Chorus))&lt;br /&gt;We traded our hearts..&lt;br /&gt;For each an empty hole...?&lt;br /&gt;Hold onto what's left of me,&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop screaming,&lt;br /&gt;Won't give in to my fear of silence&lt;br /&gt;Could it be? Can you not see past my paper masquerade...?&lt;br /&gt;so obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for myself,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in an illusion of forgotten love...&lt;br /&gt;to a ghost, and I fall to the floor,&lt;br /&gt;With no one there to catch my bleeding heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my screaming in your itching ears?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me when I'm 10,000 years away...&lt;br /&gt;When I was always there,so close ((left behind))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Chorus x 2))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending:&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm starting all over again,&lt;br /&gt;With my mask on my face...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-2023248950753328470?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/2023248950753328470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/paper-masquerade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/2023248950753328470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/2023248950753328470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/paper-masquerade.html' title='Paper Masquerade'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-1951522671075991534</id><published>2009-01-11T17:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:33:52.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starlight</title><content type='html'>Wake up to another day,&lt;br /&gt;Making another excuse of what to say…&lt;br /&gt;over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;To myself…"I’m fine…I’m okay."&lt;br /&gt;I waste another wish on a shooting star, that you'll somehow stay…&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;STARLIGHT, STAR BRIGHT&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I’M LOST TONIGHT…&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I MAY, I WISH I MIGHT&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME FIND MY VOICE TONIGHT…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay awake, till four AM&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my tears to fall, again…&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel the beating of my heart--&lt;br /&gt;Torn, left open... and scarred&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STARLIGHT, STAR BRIGHT&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I’M LOST TONIGHT…&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I MAY, WITH ALL MY MIGHT&lt;br /&gt;HELP MY FIND MY VOICE TONIGHT…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left to wish on stars….&lt;br /&gt;don't want to carve this song on my heart again,&lt;br /&gt;and leave more scars...&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah…&lt;br /&gt;I'm slipping away so hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m losing all my will to fight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR AM AND I’M STILL AWAKE&lt;br /&gt;WASTING ANOTHER WISH THAT I'M ABOUT TO MAKE&lt;br /&gt;STARLIGHT, STAR BRIGHT&lt;br /&gt;AM I TOO LOST FOR YOU TO FIND ME, TONIGHT…?&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I MAY, WHILE YOU’RE STILL IN MY SIGHT…&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME FIND MY HEART AGAIN…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-1951522671075991534?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/1951522671075991534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/starlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/1951522671075991534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6078256128428613426/posts/default/1951522671075991534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/starlight.html' title='starlight'/><author><name>Mari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04694976660531518472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-1262128451476665382</id><published>2009-01-11T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:32:37.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>Hiding behind a smile&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the memory to take it's toll...&lt;br /&gt;pictures play in my mind, starting to unfold...&lt;br /&gt;over and over until my heart begins to cry&lt;br /&gt;my sick lullaby...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;{CHORUS}&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T LET A SINGLE DROP OF RAIN FALL&lt;br /&gt;CUZ I FEAR THAT I CAN'T STOP THEM ALL THIS TIME&lt;br /&gt;HOLD MY BREATH AS YOU TEAR WHAT'S LEFT OF THIS HEART OF MINE&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE STAY JUST ONE MORE MOMENT WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GIVE ME ONE LAST CHANCE TO &lt;i&gt; BREATHE &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;do you know how it feels to be all alone?&lt;br /&gt;left staring blankly at the phone?&lt;br /&gt;(i was broken up inside&lt;br /&gt;you smiled and watched as i cried)&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a way to escape again,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the pain that never ends!!&lt;br /&gt;{CHORUS}&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;br /&gt;shake your head&lt;br /&gt;and watch me make the same mistakes again&lt;br /&gt;you take her hand&lt;br /&gt;i watch you make the&lt;br /&gt;same mistake again and again and again and AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-1262128451476665382?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YCQh6_H9SNQ/SWqQoIfAEuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HRDC3Hiqs1U/S220/n606890110_4655853_169.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6078256128428613426.post-2584522860966775854</id><published>2009-01-11T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:32:05.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency</title><content type='html'>She wanted him,&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't serve any good pretend&lt;br /&gt;that she was okay&lt;br /&gt;yeah "I'd rather stay than see his eyes again..."&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't see how much pain it'd be, WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;to stay next to him&lt;br /&gt;and stay alive just to disagree....&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;She said she was so, so sorry&lt;br /&gt;yeah she said that she'd fix everything&lt;br /&gt;with just a melody&lt;br /&gt;and she said that she was hurting,&lt;br /&gt;but she couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;all the love that was the key&lt;br /&gt;all night she would pray&lt;br /&gt;and she just threw it all away!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Round 2 again,&lt;br /&gt;she's too afraid to bend to&lt;br /&gt;her own desires&lt;br /&gt;911, emergency!!!&lt;br /&gt;the reflection is her and me, WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;911, emergency!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand this conspiracy of mine,&lt;br /&gt;against me&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;She's too much of a coward, woah&lt;br /&gt;to say what's on her heart today...&lt;br /&gt;She relyed on them way too much,&lt;br /&gt;and she just threw them away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-2584522860966775854?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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again&lt;br /&gt;Just trust me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been driving through the rain&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard to break out&lt;br /&gt;From these chains.&lt;br /&gt;Still I find myself singing that Song&lt;br /&gt;Over and over until I’m strong&lt;br /&gt;Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{and I’m so tired to slipping under&lt;br /&gt;With all of my shame&lt;br /&gt;How much longer ‘till&lt;br /&gt;I can see that we don’t hold any of the blame…&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand and tell me&lt;br /&gt;“It’s all part of the game,&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and make a wish.&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust me?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge] Waste all your time criticizing other hearts&lt;br /&gt;Without a light, are you afraid that you’ll&lt;br /&gt;Stagger in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Fold your hands&lt;br /&gt;And pray that time will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This heart of mine slowly&lt;br /&gt;Gains weight&lt;br /&gt;Am I too late?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, why&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so wary to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I haven’t let you go…&lt;br /&gt;And all I want to sing is I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;{Repeat}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah all I wanna sing that I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s too late and I’ve left my mark&lt;br /&gt;I’ve broken your heart more times that I can count&lt;br /&gt;I have to let this out.&lt;br /&gt;But it’s too late…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6078256128428613426-6497994749199687826?l=ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/feeds/6497994749199687826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ventureintothemindofmari.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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