5
Falling apart
I'm sickening
I'm sickening
Losing my heart
I'm sickening
I'm sickening
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Trying to forget
Trying to protect
5
Crawling this far
I'm sickening
I'm sickening
Soiled and scarred
I'm sickening
I'm sickening
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Lying to subject
Dying to collect
5
I'm coming apart
Finally
Maybe this time I'll forget about you
I've tried
But you keep coming back
Retract
5
I'm coming apart
song performed by by Ultraspank
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Finally she asks if I am sick and dying
How can I answer her?
Everybody is dying
From the moment one is born
He begins to count his steps to his grave
He begins to save money for his funeral
What makes him sick
Is the belief that he is healthy and wise
He will not die someday like the rest
To think that one is not sick
Is sickening enough
Not to think about death
That It comes anytime
Anywhere
Is sickening enough.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sickening Love
Sickening Love
I am in love
I am love sick
my passion is burning
my desire is inflamed
my lust is feverish
I am a love sick man
I am a sick man
my love for her is sickening
call an ambulance
- Commonline Project, October 2008 -
poem by Suchoon Mo_
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I Just Shot John Lennon
It was a fearful night of december 8th
He was returning home from the studio late
He had perceptively known that it wouldnt be nice
Because in 1980, he paid the price
John lennon died...
With a smith and wesson 38
John lennons life was no longer a debate
He should have stayed at home
He should have never cared
The man who took his life declared:
He said, i just shot john lennon,
I just shot john lennon
What a sad and sorry and sickening sight
What a sad and sorry and sickening night...
song performed by by Cranberries
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A Welcome Burden
Shout!
Heavy! you want it heavy!
Welcome to my world, either way you pick youre winding down
Heavy! I want it heavy!
Welcome to my world, either way you pick youre winding down again
Gather your pathetic masses and bring them to me
To a world devoid of lie
To another time, to another place
And then they pick a man, (? ) tastes my misery
Rip away her disguise and brothel the lies that ya find
The truth is sickening!
We dont need to change it, really
I kind of like it ugly!
Lay it mean! it binding! seathing! blinding! screaming!
Gather your psychotic masses and bring them to me
To a world devoid of sanity
Another time, & another place
And then the violence creates calamity
Rip away her disguise and brothel the lies that ya find
The truth is sickening!
We dont need to change it, really
I kind of like it ugly!
The race of the mother culture is thickening!
The rape of the mother culture is nearing!
The face of the mother culture is sickening!
The rape of a mother is the loving I need
Bleeding now - 1! 2! 3! 4!
song performed by by Disturbed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Food Song
Recipes are just combinations
And what are these just mere salutations
When they plead for our salvation
Are these just the lies that feed our nations
As enemies we never learn
A shaking hand is never firm
But as the path clears we turn away from it all
All these jealousies we have earned
Oh so shamelessly they still return
All the outlandish lessons we have burned
Yes and we're imprisoned by the whole thing
Who gets something really good to eat
Why do we want the world to fall at our feet
Like a child throws its food to the floor
Like an apple that is rotten to the core
As all the memories they kick in
The gravy, it is thickening
The combination is sickening
But we still press on
And as all the memories they kick
While the gravy it is thickening
And the combination is sickening
But we still press on
How to know what's in your head
How to know if you're just playing dead
But it's all gonna be that way when you say you're alone and imprisoned by your yesterdays
Oh you know what you really want
But yet you've turned yourself into what you don't really wanna be
Here we are and we know don't have to be that way
yes u know it
song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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Yet now we are faced with the sickening suspicion that technology has run ahead of us.
quote by Richard Dooling
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One moment you appear to be riding the crest of a wave, only to have the rug pulled away from you, bringing you back down to earth with a sickening thud.
quote by John Barrow
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No one was more shocked or angry than I was when we didn't find the weapons. I had a sickening feeling every time I thought about it. I still do.
quote by George W. Bush
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Justification
Sometimes I wish I was dusted.
Under a rug!
And not be dedicated...
To observe those medicated.
I wish to speak my mind,
Most times!
To those who mainline.
To escape from the unkindness,
Shown and many find!
But a growing addiction...
Restricts many to shadows.
Bleeding inside secretly.
Believing no one cares for them.
Their hopes,
Desires or their need to dream.
And 'I' find...
My heart just pounds,
When I see the young folks...
Lying cold on the ground.
And 'I' find...
No reason or rhyme,
Why society leaves these young folks to bleed!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification,
For these sickening times.
Justification,
For these human crimes.
Justification,
For these scenes to blind!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification,
For them left behind.
Nor will I find this,
Justified in these times!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification,
For these sickening times.
Justification,
For these human crimes.
Justification,
For these scenes to blind!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification!
Justification!
Justification,
For them left behind.
Nor will I ever,
Justify these crimes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dave was great in Van Halen. No question about it. He was one of the best at being Mr. Rock Star. But it's sickening to see a guy still trying to be that with a wig on 20 years later.
quote by Sammy Hagar
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Collected Verses On Touring
1 Short planning, sudden planning
Too long planning
Ever planned touring is soul-blest
2 Cash planned, conveyance planned
Conforts all well planned
Touring yet a failure without co-tourers
3 Grouped are children and old people
Bothered are the middle people
Too bothering yet I'd say 'middle'only
4 Sickening is falling sick
More sickening is touring with the sick
Medicines and additions are precautionary
5 Quarrelsome 'porters' means heavy luggage
Happy touring means 'cut-short-baggage'
Indispensable necessaries only ever preferable
6 Sensible is to have time-sense
Delaying anything is nonsense
Timely sense is a tour's essence
7 Dieting very cautious doesn't mean fasting
Dining all full doesn't mean feasting
Part of well judged tour is food-balancing
8 Noted places visited and noted
Noted notes in the memory noted
Pleasure is touring along the memoir
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Guys know how to lie to get what they want
you tell me i'm special,
you warm me up to you,
tell me i don't deserve that,
that i am a nice girl,
i deserve better,
and it wasn't long,
until you did the same to me,
the only difference was,
you pretended to be,
a guy that cared,
i can't lie,
i seen it coming,
seen what you wanted me for,
but yet i kept coming back,
all of your jokes you made,
were clear as day,
and yet i ignored them,
pretend it didn't bothered me,
it caught up to me,
just like it always does,
but only it hitted harder,
i don't know why,
maybe becuz i believe the lies,
i believe them to a point,
where i let my guard down,
and i'm the one hurt again,
i continue to put my situations,
that i know are wrong,
but it like i'm addicted to it,
maybe i am looking for more than i say,
i don't want to be used just for sex,
guys love calling me their baby,
it's sickening,
i don't like it,
but i like the role i play,
when i'm talking to them,
i'm that girl that's in control,
but really,
it like i have none.
poem by Mona Martinez
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One of the things that made me persist in the Antarctic in the face of sickening discouragements was my determination to name a portion of the earth's surface after my father.
quote by Lincoln Ellsworth
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The Allegory Of The Cave In Lesser Words
there is an exit
from the shackles of darkness
from the depths of ignorance
to the liberating light
follow the tunnel of your dreams
awaken from sickening sleep
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wolf
Never believe all you hear.
Wolves are not as bad as lambs.
I've been a wolf all my life,
And have two lovely daughters
To show for it, while I could
Tell you sickening tales of
Lambs who got their just deserts.
poem by Kenneth Rexroth from A Bestiary (1956)
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Within Our Sickening Borders
Ignored off the battlefield,
And sent a bill for wounds.
Considered now as useless meat...
No one wants to meet or can use!
This smothered acknowledgement,
Is the height of mental abuse.
And they are the ones of killer instincts...
Threatening an image
The public is told to deny and refuse,
Within our sickening borders!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sitting in the Middle of Situations Disbelieved
Sitting in the middle,
Of situations disbelieved,
But...
I am slowly adjusting.
Listening to the people,
Quibbling over trivia...
Reduced to bits and pieces,
In discussions rusting...
Over the benefits of broccoli and peas,
Is not for me,
Transforming.
Who's life is invested in this mess manifested?
And why is all of this,
Just a sickening tease.
When so many homeless and hungry...
Continue to go unfed and forced to plead.
Sitting in the middle,
Of situations disbelieved,
But...
I am slowly adjusting.
Am I the only one observing,
A hopelessness regarded...
As a myth and fantasy?
Who's life is invested in this mess manifested?
And why is all of this,
Just a sickening tease.
When so many homeless and hungry...
Continue to go unfed and forced to plead.
A caring done has been lost in squabbles.
Depleting without ceasing,
From an increase of mental instabilities.
A caring done has been tossed to the curb,
As a squeezing from humanity...
Exposes a uselessness felt from those of dignity.
And we...
You and me become completely restricted,
To an acceptance placed before us...
Of a devalued way of life,
Others unconscious declare as their victory.
With an expectation we become use to managing,
An observation that increases...
The sight of insanities.
Delivered by all who are persuaded....
This standard of life 'is' our destiny.
With a fear to be censored,
If we objected with a 'B.S.' expressed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Days of Darkness
Rats
In their thousands
creeping over the desolate land
scouring for food - for life
The stench was sickening
The sky black, thickening
so no light passed through
Ants
In their millions
crawling through the empty houses
looking for crumbs - anything
dead bodies all over
or writhing in pain
as the skies darken again
Humans
In their hundreds
Staggering through the empty streets
In their hunt for companionship - and food
cursing their predators
Dead or dying from pain
As the whole earth dies.
1979
poem by Penni Currie
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Lustmord
Whatever haunts me from birth on
is leaking white blood again
it is sickening my heart
while I divide yours in two
Lustmord - (I will) never stop to hurt you
Lustmord - (I will) never stop to love you
I will never stop to hurt you
Now that I have you with me
So close together in one body
I feel safe but what about you ?
the soft
song performed by by Moonspell from Butterfly Effect
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More of It to Give
What have you done to him?
The me I knew and grew to love.
You penetrated through my thick skin.
And melted my heart.
With an honesty that has no end.
What have you done to him?
The 'I-could-care-less' vision,
Has turned my frown into a widened grin.
And it is sickening to admit this...
But I can get use to it.
What have you done to him?
The me I knew and grew to love.
And now I seem to have more of it to give.
You must have seen in me my need to forgive?
And I saw in you a reason and purpose to do it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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