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Poetry
Hundreds of albums sold everyday,
Only a few single songs are played,
Earnest bands and fickle fans,
Flavor of the month still packing the stands,
And it's been that way since rock n' roll,
Producing the hits and gettin' 'em sold,
But now radio play isn't the only way,
The Internets here so choose to pay,
But the album play needs saving more,
When the ba...
05/06/2008 | 49 Hits | 3 comments |  (3 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
It was the old nun,
Sister John Jiggins,
Who'd come to her room
That night at the old
Guesthouse, to talk to
Her about the life
Of contemplative
Nuns, the ancient Rule
Of the Order, what
To expect, who was
Who, and looking back
She remembered that
Old nun's fingers, thin,
Arthritic, as if
They were about to
Die before she was,
The old nun, with her
Furrowed brow, her grey
Eyes, and features th...
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Poetry
Shut your eyes, my dear.
Let the world take you away.
No deje. Quédate con mi persona.
Voy a estar aquí cuando vuelva.
A man with a heart of gold
Stands before you, temptations...
El aumento cada vez más rápidamente
Su acento es suave.
Do you stay in this dream...
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Poetry
I'm livin the gangsta life,
Gettin with whores who ain't on no pill,
I'm a sad motherfucka,
Waitin for my next kill.
Bitches all know me,
They all wanna fuck me,
I be sayin hell yeah,
Then gettin locked up for shit without no key.
I be hangin at the clubs,
Snortin some fresh ass cocaine,
Gettin me some honeys,
Before I go insane.
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Poetry
Reaching From Afar
These noises coming to me from afar
Reaching for my insides, successfully pulling them apart
The cracks on my face, it appears they are real
Your ghostly presence, still the only thing I am able to feel
And they're watching me from above
Taking away anything I've ever loved
Trailing me from behind
Your painful memo...
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Poetry
True Love Means
That your heart races
That your insides turn to jelly
True Love Means
Never having to say you're sorry
Knowing when you need to
True Love Means
Never lacking for conversation
Enjoying each other's silence
True Love Means
Never changing yourself
Wanting to change to be better for the other
True L...
05/05/2008 | 292 Hits | 4 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
He asks, "Do you want to?"
She says, "I don't want to."
She don't want to,
She don't want you.
"Oh yeah," she says,
"I could never love a man
That could never love himself."
And with end of that thought
His heart is back on the shelf,
Right next to the Self-Help.
'Cuz she don't want to.
No, she don't want you.
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Poetry
Whether he would return again,
Whether he would repeat
The words he spoke,
Or joke about it all
And try to pass it off
As a mere mood piece,
She didn’t know,
But the leaving of him,
The shadow of his passing
From the room, remained
In her mind like some stain
That spreads over pure cloth.
Maybe he wouldn’...
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Poetry
The tulips have gone over,
Here and there, their bloomless stalks
Are like decapitated
Corpses in some religious
Foreign state. The Mayflower
Is in bloom like a splendid
Bride, white blossoms, and hidden
Branches, where many birds hide,
Whose beautiful songs echo
The countryside, a chorus
Of angels in paradise.
In the house, cur...
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Poetry
You promised that,
you'd never make me cry,
now i'm drowning in tears,
and all i can do is wonder why,
I tell myself,
that you aren't worth the pain,
to think of sun,
instead of dwelling on the rain,
Maybe if,
i don't think of you,
the hurt won't be real,
the sorrow untrue,
This wall hides me,
shields me from the world,
w...
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Poetry
Love...
comes and quickly go away
so far away you can't even reach it
hurting so deep inside
feels like the pain will blast you off
and will turn you into a soulless body
unable to feel anything
and that's all i ever wanted
i wished for it to come inside me
incapable to recognize emotions
numb
but why am i no different from before??
same old me... i'm not relieved!
i came to realize
i still do f...
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Poetry
i miss her scent
which always shows her presence
i miss the way she looks at me
so deep and sincere
i miss her smile, perfect that is to me
and those lovely lips of hers
i miss her touch
making me feel like i'm the luckiest guy ever!
i miss the way she laughs and giggles
on the most stupid things we used to do
i miss her black, soft hair
which i love to play with
i miss he...
05/04/2008 | 62 Hits | 2 comments |  (2 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
i've waited for you
in the place we promised
and yet you made such a fool of me
if only i can, i will sue you
but i can't
because this beating i can't control
i still love you
that's the simple truth
and forever i will endure
the pain you're giving me
i will hold on
just for the sake of having you back
show me no conspiracy against me
and i'll be forever loyal!
and till we're unconfused soul ...
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Poetry
she loved and lost,
gave everything,
received nothing;
she took all that was left,
still she loves, nevertheless.
she laughed and cried,
learned too much about love,
though a plant that withered and dried,
by pen and paper,
she manages to survive.
she's been up,
she's been down;
fate and destiny been unkind;
hatred and bitterness jumped in her mouth,
still spells in ink,
the name of t...
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Poetry
It was in Piccadilly Circus,
She remembered,
At some bar, drinking,
Thinking of Randal,
His long hair, those eyes
That set her on fire,
His talk of Mahler,
His love of Venice,
And how he sent her
A postcard with a painting
By Chagall, she pinned it
To her bed, stared at it
At night and thought of Randal;
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Poetry
Valentine's Day
Lost in the sands of time
Myself, done trying to define
A teenager, all of the things I take for granted
Threw them all away, I'd rather be empty handed
Care for this broken world
Evaporates into the heavens, so unbearingly cold
And all of you disgusting souls
Leave me alone, take away your control
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Poetry
They bring you your life They’ve never sold your soul They’ve brought upon you your emotions They keep themselves away from whole Your half friends and whole enemies ...
05/03/2008 | 87 Hits | 6 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
Before we were, it was empty A land mass formed and created a haven The air became entirely flirty And everything became even Babies called Angels flew around the world &nb...
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Poetry
Cracks and Breaks In Two
Here we sit on this hill
But I can tell you hate me still
The way the moonlight dances on your face
I know this means I have been replaced
And the water runs smeared with imperfection
The world we live in has died of terrible infection
Truth cracks and breaks in two
I can't believe in anything you say or do
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Poetry
Warm
breeze against my skin,
Rustles
my hair.
Trees
sway to the beat.
Birds
glide to the beyond.
Still,
Life
is grand.
Blades
of grass beneath my feet,
Bask
in the sun.
Armies
of green feeding,
Within
the small cities.
Still,
Life
is grand.
A
city is dying now,
losing
water.
The
armies now dead, no food
To
support city...
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