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A person who misses a chance and the monkey who misses its branch can't be saved.
A person who misses a chance and the monkey who misses its branch -- both cannot be saved.
A Story That Needs To Be Told
True love is something that cant die
Its the little things that brings it to life
The way your eyes light when u see that person
You smile so big u don't no that u smiling
You tell the world that's your true love
When the world does not know you
You think of that person so much
That it hurts not having them there next to u
When two people meet
They tend to think that spark u have will last
I call that LUST
As soon as that spark leave
Then u no that LUST turns to LOVE
LOVE is a test to see if two people will make it
When one misses that LUST
One misses being single
Small things make everything count
True love come with a price
Its hard to love
The arguments u have
That's a test
If one can't take that
Then one tends to turn to LUST
Gets that spark by someone else
And forgetting that LOVE is better
Phone calls at night say goodnight
A message in the morning saying morning
Keeps love awake all night
True love comes within two hearts
Once u got it hold on and don't let go..
poem by Da Chad barnard
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The Way I See Love
True love is something that cant die
Its the little things that brings it to life
The way your eyes light when u see that person
You smile so big u don't no that u smiling
You tell the world that's your true love
When the world does not know you
You think of that person so much
That it hurts not having them there next to u
When two people meet
They tend to think that spark u have will last
I call that LUST
As soon as that spark leave
Then u no that LUST turns to LOVE
LOVE is a test to see if two people will make it
When one misses that LUST
One misses being single
Small things make everything count
True love come with a price
Its hard to love
The arguments u have
That's a test
If one can't take that
Then one tends to turn to LUST
Gets that spark by someone else
And forgetting that LOVE is better
Phone calls at night say goodnight
A message in the morning saying morning
Keeps love awake all night
True love comes within two hearts
Once u got it hold on and don't let go
poem by Da Chad barnard
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Positive Thinker
Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?
Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?
Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?
Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?
Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Who We Are
Sometimes I wish I didn't awake to find my dream
sometimes I explain things when they know what I mean
sometimes I wish I didnt take things to heart
but sometimes its these things, that make us who we are.
When the rain pours down I walk through a crowded park
and I know I am not the only one sat in this empty bar
you know you want to shine but don't know if you want to be a star
all you know is, your looking for the person you are
the person you are
your looking for the person you are
the person you really are.
Its hard, no one can say that its not
we all turn pages in our minds
to find innocence we thought we forgot.
poem by Daniel McCann
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She Misses Him On Sunday The Most
(steven dale jones/bobby tomberlin)
They were quite a pair
The way that love should be
They still held hands
For the world to see
Shes thankful that she had him all those years
But she still has days she cant hold back the tears
She misses their monday night bowling league
When theyd wear their matching shirts
She misses their wednesday night dinner out
As soon as he got home from work
And saturday morning sleeping late
Holding each other close
But she misses him on sunday the most
She sits alone on that same old pew again
His tenor voice still echoes now and then
It brings back all those memories of him there by her side
What shed give for one more sunday drive
She misses their monday night bowling league
When theyd wear their matching shirts
She misses their wednesday night dinner out
As soon as he got home from work
And saturday morning sleeping late
Holding each other close
But she misses him on sunday the most
But she misses him on sunday the most
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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When A Person Does Not Know What To Do With Himself
WHEN A PERSON DOES NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH HIMSELF
When a person does not know what to do with himself
When a person feels empty
When a person feels everything he had done and everything he can do do is meaningless
When a person is bored
When a person does not know what to do with himself
And wonders why he is on this earth
And how he will endure more of it
When a person does not know what to do with himself
He must do any little thing he can do
To get himself going-
He must wash the dishes or clean the house or take something to eat or take a small walk or read a page
Or do any one of a million or more other small things to get himself going
And once he is going he must somehow go on and on and from this to something else
So that at some point somewhere along the way somehow
He is doing something
Perhaps not that great
But doing something
And in doing something
Perhaps forgetting about himself
A bit
Perhaps.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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They Don't Think So-The Rationale of Robert
I am a bad person
At least I have done bad things
I admit it.
Lied, hurt others, cheated
and things worse.
yes, I know.
All bad.
But I don't really believe that I
am a bad person.
I am a good person
who has done bad things.
Most I am sorry for;
some I am not as much
as I should.
But what am I to do?
A good person
trapped by my own bad deeds.
Should I flagellate
repent, confess?
But why?
The deeds were bad, not I.
A really good person could see that
and forgive me.
A bad person can not and will not.
So, I guess they are bad just like me.
Now that leaves the good people
who see that bad deeds are not me
and forgive.
They even may forget.
But the fact they able to do that
makes me feel inferior.
They think they are better than me
and that is bad.
So, if they make me feel bad
then they are not really good people.
So, you see the whole world is just like me
even if they don't think so.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Metal Beat
Nobody knew me so I bought some time.
An hour or two with a friend of mine.
Somebody lied so I burned their soul.
Somebody screamed and the fire burned cold.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I soothe the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
Like someone walks on their grave.
I booked a small room in a cheap motel.
Somewhere to hide and a cure to sell.
I call it fashion, Ill make them bleed.
No one to love but a ghost to feed.
I was a puppet pulling my own strings.
I cant believe that I did such things.
I was a shadow but God forgives.
Now Im a priest and jesus lives.
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I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
I take the pain away.
I cure things, sweet young things.
Like someone walks on their grave.
How can I save you if you dont confess?
Kneel down bitch be truly blessed.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Blushes are hindrance
Things you express in verses,
Cannot be stated in a letter.
Things you can tell in letters,
Cannot be uttered in person.
Person to person, we are
Wordless, shackled by blushes.
12.01.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Sweet Taste
I am the first person to pluck the mango of your sweet love and,
I am the only person who understand you for what you are.
I am the first person to pluck the mango of your sweet love and,
I will always remember your black dread locks;
For you came alone like the King of Pop Music.
I will always remember your sweet taste and the love that we shared,
And the rings on our hands today are like the waterfalls.
They will always be a sign for us and,
I will always remember this sweet taste of yours forever.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wheedle The Riddle
So delicious so sweet,
An African with an Eskimo;
Blackeye peas,
White-eye beans;
I an in the valley of love with my mind.
What if this person was a White?
This person will have a white skin and,
A long hair,
What if this person was a Black?
This person will have a black skin and,
A short hair;
Love is like the rainbow out there.
Out of the romance came love,
Out of the kiss came something so sweet;
Rain clouds of the sky,
So delicious so sweet.
Wheedle the riddle,
An African with an Eskimo;
So delicious so sweet is this muse at hand.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No Hasty Rush To Love
Some people know,
What many can't show.
Those who know love,
Know when it is missed.
And, When one has loved...
Someone who has gone,
A sadness within them...
Seems to stay for so long.
No hasty rush to love,
Again...
Is ever talked about,
To listen.
Or consider when mentioned.
No hasty rush to love,
Again...
When a loneliness felt within,
Begins.
Some people know,
What many can't show.
Those who know love,
Know when it is missed.
And there's no,
Hasty rush to love...
Again.
When a loneliness felt,
Within...
Begins!
No hasty rush to love,
Again...
When one has gone,
And love for them never ends!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone Kill The Romantic In Me
someone kill the romantic in me
slash the flirt and smother the optimist
and the person who believes
the best in everyone
the girl who still believes
you may come around
one of these days
and if you really cared
you'd do something better than nothing
if you really cared
you'd do everything to win me back
but you don't care
you don't care
someone kill the romantic in me
break out without the sweet nothings
and maybe i'll stop being
that girl who misses you
would give anything
to hear the infamous sorry
yeah, i know, pipe dreams
and if you really loved me
you'd find a way to show me
if you really, really loved
you wouldn't let me slip away
but you don't
no, you fucking don't.
someone kill the romantic in me
bury me in the desert with my regrets
my sweet regrets i hold onto them
i'm just the girl
you asked for
only you let me go
for no damn good reason
i hope you're happy
and if you really were
you wouldn't be cryptic with me
and if you really were
you wouldn't be so lonely
you could have had me
you did
you did have me
just remember that.
poem by Lindsay King
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He Gets That From Me
His early mornin' attitude
You have to drag him out of bed
Only Frosted Flakes will do
He gets that from me
Yeah, he gets that from me
His curly hair and his knobby knees
The way the sun brings those freckles out
Talk and talk, never miss a beat
Yeah, he gets that from me
He gets that from me
He looks at me with those big brown eyes
He's got me in the palm of his hands
And I swear sometimes
It's just like you're here again
He smiles that little crooked smile
There's no denying he's your child
Without him, I don't know what I'd do
He gets that from you
Oh, he gets that from you
How he loves your old guitar
Yeah, he's taught himself to play
He melts my heart
Tells me he love me every day
And cracks a joke at the perfect time
Makes me laugh when I want to cry
That boy is everything to me
He gets that from you
He gets that from you
Last night I heard him pray
Lord, help me and Mama make it through
And tell Daddy, we'll be okay
He said, he sure misses you
He sure misses you
He really misses you
He gets that from me
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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What Can One Person Do
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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God knows how many things a man misses by becoming smug and assuming that matters will take their own course.
quote by Loren Eiseley
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Every person is so different and I don't think there is an exact match for every person. If you meet someone and they have 20 of the 25 things you want in a person, then you're pretty lucky.
quote by Amanda Bynes
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He Gets That Room
His early mornin' attitude
You have to drag him out of bed
Only Frosted Flakes will do
He gets that from me
Yeah, he gets that from me
His curly hair and his knobby knees
The way the sun brings those freckles out
Talk and talk never miss a beat
Yeah, he gets that from me
He gets that from me
He looks at me with those big brown eyes
He's got me in the palm of his hands
And I swear sometimes
It's just like you're here again
He smiles that little crooked smile
There's no denying he's your child
Without him I don't know what I'd do
He gets that from you
Oh, he gets that from you
How he loves your old guitar
Yeah, he's taught himself to play
He melts my heart
Tells me he loves me everyday
And cracks a joke at the perfect time
Makes me laugh when I want to cry
That boy means everything to me
He gets that from you
He gets that from you
Last night I heard him pray
"Lord help me and Mama make it through,
And tell Daddy we'll be o.k."
He said he sure misses you
He sure misses you
He really misses you
He gets that from me
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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