<?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-7935644853609119305</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:46:54.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARQUISE SYNSTER PATTERSON</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935644853609119305/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marquise synster patterson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01962535978040322972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTajaZv5GDg/TWbO45Z0exI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mz0uW961ObU/s220/nothings%2Bgonna%2Bchange%2Bmy%2Bworld.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935644853609119305.post-5804935753872982405</id><published>2011-02-25T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T11:17:58.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"living in a home that your doubt built(intro)"</title><content type='html'>as the world spins&lt;div&gt;as the wind blows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new chapters begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my confidence grows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say i cant reach the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you said i'd crash and burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the expectations never drop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the lessons you never learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me i cant make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'll prove you wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm getting better so face it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you knew it all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you cannot bring me down.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7935644853609119305-5804935753872982405?l=synster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/feeds/5804935753872982405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/2011/02/living-in-home-that-your-doubt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we laugh, we cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i cant seem to understand why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still dream of your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still hear your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still speak your name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you left by choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so why do i feel the shame?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never asked for you to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loved you with my heart and soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i thought that i was through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found a picture of you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we fight, we yell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b ut i could never tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if we were serious in the first place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we laugh, we cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i cant seem to understand why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still dream of your face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just let me go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i sit in this room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we both shared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before we reached our doom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you actually cared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935644853609119305-4922519300037185867?l=synster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/feeds/4922519300037185867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-story-about-lying-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935644853609119305/posts/default/4922519300037185867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935644853609119305/posts/default/4922519300037185867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-story-about-lying-bitch.html' title='&quot;another story about a lying bitch&quot;'/><author><name>marquise synster patterson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01962535978040322972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTajaZv5GDg/TWbO45Z0exI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mz0uW961ObU/s220/nothings%2Bgonna%2Bchange%2Bmy%2Bworld.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935644853609119305.post-3542634386886951791</id><published>2011-02-24T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:45:49.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only thing i miss is hearing you cry</title><content type='html'>why is it that you haunt me&lt;div&gt;am i forever a prisoner in your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm trying to break free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you wont let me leave you behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it all blew up in smoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of my dreams of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cut your rope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the moment i said i was done with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go waste someone else's time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with your lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'd never get the chance to be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gave you too many tries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everytime it turned out the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dont expect me to play the game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(expect me to play the game)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your stories never add up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the truth seems to always unfold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so of course i gave up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its because of you that i turned cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it all blew up in your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i came back stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the memories have been replaced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you no longer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go waste someone else's time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with your lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'd never get the chance to be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gave you too many tries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everytime it turned out the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dont expect me to play the game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(expect me to play the game)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go waste , go waste.... someone else's time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's obvious you're not worth mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have fire in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have ice in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it feels good to no longer cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to see you fall apart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935644853609119305-3542634386886951791?l=synster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/feeds/3542634386886951791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/2011/02/only-thing-i-miss-is-hearing-you-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935644853609119305/posts/default/3542634386886951791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935644853609119305/posts/default/3542634386886951791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://synster.blogspot.com/2011/02/only-thing-i-miss-is-hearing-you-cry.html' title='the only thing i miss is hearing you cry'/><author><name>marquise synster 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shine on me&lt;br /&gt;i block myself from it's light&lt;br /&gt;just to prove that i can see&lt;br /&gt;and make my way through the night&lt;br /&gt;i always thought if i depend on nothing&lt;br /&gt;i'd get no disappointment in return&lt;br /&gt;but eventually we all need something&lt;br /&gt;and now its my turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has never been my best friend&lt;br /&gt;it usually left me high and dry&lt;br /&gt;and who am i to pretend&lt;br /&gt;that i understand why&lt;br /&gt;i'm so complicated&lt;br /&gt;i prefer t be alone&lt;br /&gt;sick and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;my heart turns to stone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;it's &amp;nbsp;not the sun doesnt shine on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;i block myself from it's light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;just to prove that i can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and make my way through the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;i always thought if i depend on nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;i'd get no disappointment in return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;but eventually we all need something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and now its my turn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935644853609119305-8063237593070631538?l=synster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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