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Love Is A Crime
Oooh Yeah
Chicago
If love is a crime baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me to life
If love is a crime baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me
Sentence me to life
Some might say I'm guilty of loving the first degree
If the jury wants to lock me up and throw away the key
There's no greater punishment than what I face inside
Won't tamper with the evidence cause there's nothing to hide
(He lives inside my heart)
(I'm in the middle too)
I'm in the middle too
(You never had a clue)
Unless you felt it too
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
(Whether it's wrong or right)
(You can) sentence me
Sentence me to life
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
(Whether it's wrong or right)
You can sentence me
Sentence me to life
Better tell the truth, just let me plead my case
The thief who stole my heart from me I couldn't let escape
He's my only alibi, but I won't drop a dime
So how can I give up to you, my partner in crime
(He lives inside) my heart
(I'm in the middle too)
Ooh yeah yeah
(You never had a clue)
Unless you felt it too
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me
Sentence me to life
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me
(Sentence me to life)
You can take away my freedom
But you can't take my love from me
I won't die a lonely prisoner
'Cause my heart will set me free
Oooh ooh yeah
Whooh!
Chicago
-acapo
song performed by by Anastacia
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""I am"" is reportedly the shortest sentence in the English language. Could it be that ""I do"" is the longest sentence?
quote by George Carlin
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"I am" is reportedly the shortest sentence in the English language. Could it be that "I do" is the longest sentence?
quote by George Carlin
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Heaps And Heaps Of Leaves Under The Trees One Early Morning
ahh
I see. Too many words
sentence upon sentence
i become less and less
of what i am.
Look up the hill
a tree as bald as the leaves
that the winds had taken.
It is dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I write about it in the book and, you know, explain that. But that was the technicality that actually got my sentence reduced - that Alan Dershowitz used to have my sentence - it came down eventually to eight years.
quote by Jim Bakker
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The loose knit couple
If one clause subordinated to the other,
It is a Complex Sentence
If both are independent, it is a Compound Sentence.
Both the spouses earning and standing,
The complexity of the married life is gone.
22.04.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sentence (to Die)
Sentence has dropped...
Waiting for social terms of thankfulness
Arrangement of next subtle plan of extermination...
Your fantasies are out of hopelessness of time
Not fulfilled expectations of desire and unfulfilment
Sentence has dropped
You creep for your next victim, molest it in dreams
Imaginary crime
New impulses disrupt interior
Suffering of unrealized hopes
Madness
Sentence has dropped
It came the end of satisfied lusts
New impulse penetrates brain
Impossibility of breaking with addiction
Self-annihilation
song performed by by Yattering
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Sentence of All
Hunt a sentence this day to the next,
One can not find a finer one
Than the very joke I have reasoned with.
What is this joke? What is that joke?
I can not see anyone with flowers,
But I see everyone with words
And they differ: ever so much.
A sentence such as this is enough
And what is this humorous one?
It is the very subject and predicate of our souls -
“Sentences are written not said.”
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Know You By Heart
Everybody wants to find a love
Somebody, somebody who will always care
We get locked up in our own worlds
With feelings and secrets were afraid to share
But all I have to do is see you smile
And maybe, just maybe if I brush your hand
Something happens I cannot explain
And somehow, oh somehow I can understand
I, I think youre gonna find
Gonna find you
Gonna find you
Im reading your mind
I know you by heart
And youre so much a part of me
I know you by heart, yes I do
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by heart
I know everytime youre gonna call
I pick up the phone before it ever rings
And when you need some lovin Ill be there
Beside you anticipating everything
Oh its like I always said
Youre the one I want
All I want is you
Im inside your head
I know you by heart
Girl, youre so much a part of me
I know you by heart, yes I do
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by heart
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by heart
I know you by heart
And youre so much a part of me
I know you by heart, I know you, I know you, I know you
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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What I have in advance are people I want to write about and a problem or problems that I see those people encountering and that I want to explore - it all proceeds sentence by sentence, paragraph by paragraph, and scene by scene.
quote by Chaim Potok
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The Purple Cast
A breath is not a word
A whisper is not a sentence
Pain is not a paragraph
But Pride and Prejudice do make a book
What is a word?
Where is a sentence?
Who is paragraph?
When is a book?
All these question race through our minds
The universal quest for understanding
Flat on our backs, we contemplate
While the ambulance siren sounds
poem by Cornelia Ceilings
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An Old Joke, Told in Rhyme!
The teacher had asked her class to compose
A sentence with 'fascinate' in it.
Little Johnny Green, right at the back
Had his hand up in a minute!
As no other child had responded so fast
She chose him from those in attendance,
And after she'd taken a long, deep breath,
Said 'Johnny, let's hear your sentence! '
He cleared his throat, then, in a loud voice
Our hero began to relate:
'My pregnant mum's got a coat with nine buttons -
But she can only 'fascinate'! '
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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A Tremor in My Heart
I was talking with some friends
when you appeared out of the blue.
My voice failed in mid-sentence
at the first sight of you.
My heart raced and began thumping
I saw my dreams in your face,
and when you turned and looked at me
a tremor in my heart took place.
Your next glance brought with it a smile,
which immediately captured me.
My friends saw the effect you were having,
but you were all I could see.
I apologised for stopping in mid-sentence,
but I was completely mesmerised.
They jeered and laughed, and made fun of me,
but now I’m seeing love in your eyes.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Breaking the silence
Shush! Silence
I'm breaking the silence
As I finish this sentence
Six months ago
My heart said yes
My head said no, go slow
In my silence I hid the truth, expressing fear
In my silence I hid my feelings, registering no care
In my silence I hid my thoughts, refusing to share
Any of my ideas
Prosperous is the silence
Abundance of it can turn life
Into a nasty experience
Shush! Silence
I'm breaking the silence
As I finish this sentence
Ceaselessly I've combated with my conscience
Endlessly in silence I exposed my defence
Allowing all to penetrate my territory without a valid licence
I should have said no with my voice
I should have asked why by making some noise
In silence I created an air of suspense
And they capitalised on it in my absence
In silence all my thoughts mingled
Some of which should have been singled
Shush! Silence
I'm breaking the silence
As I finish this sentence
Silence I demand
Give back to me my independence
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Masterpiece
A thought starts a sentence
A sentence forms a train of thought
From that train of thought comes a paragraph
A paragraph starts a work
A work sets a mood and fills the mind
Warms the heart or chills the soul
A work is finished and a masterpiece is made
poem by Matthew Wardell Petersen
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Human Race (keep your bearings)
Human race is never what you're thinking
it's not a competition
I recommend you do not try
Trials lead you to a sentence
sentence makes you cry
Trials full of worry
worry till you die
worry makes you sweat
sweating makes you wet
fret some more...you're mine
Human race was made
for humming mantras
meditation on a bearing race
on a pulley on a spline
Zen is an art to play
playin's more than grind
poem by Boink Boink
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Judge & Jury
Artist(Band):98 Mute
(Print the Lyrics)
Why must you insist on constant analysis
Why can you just get over it
Got a mind of my own
I can not be your clone
Ive got my own road to follow
Don't try to change my ways
Don't try to twist my fate
Don't try to program me or censor the words I say
Don't humor me and then secretly disapprove
Cause it will only turn me off and against you
Don't try to be my judge and jury
Don't try to pass sentence on me
Don't try to be my judge and jury
Don't try to pass sentence on me
Your endless scrutiny will cause my mutiny
Your rule Your reign is past my warranty
Here's where I make my stand you never stood a chance
I will not do that song and dance
Try and make me over now
You'll drag us both down
Somewhere neither of us wants to be
Respect how I live my life
And ill consider your advice
Cause it will mean so much more to me
song performed by by 98 Mute
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Love Is All That Matters
(eric carmen)
Lost in a dance
Waiting for the chance
All I really needed was to love you
Night after night
Searchin for the light
You saved me
You gave me something I could feel
Love is all that matters
Faithful and forever
Keepin us together
Love is all we need
Prisoner of illusion
Sentence is suspended
Loneliness is ended
Love has set me free
Dreams from the past
Comin true at last
Never noticed how my life was changing
Now I can see
All that love can be
You saved me
You gave me
Something that was real
Love is all that matters
Faithful and forever
Keepin us together
Love is all we need
Prisoner of illusion
Sentence is suspended
Loneliness is ended
Love has set me free
Love is all that matters
Faithful and forever
Keepin us together
Love is all we need
Prisoner of illusion
Sentence is suspended
Loneliness is ended
Love has set me free
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Bad Writing
the sentence & the paragraph had agreed upon meeting at dawn
out in the middle of the page
as the reflection off the fine silver pen being lifted by the human hand in the sky
shone off the bright white recycled paper
there stood one strong paragraph,
which
was armed with clever words, quirky verbs & quiet frankly,
a whole slew of other sentences
who may or may not be brought into the fray
with this
vigilante,
who stood a good distance away from the paragraph
with its shadow blotting out part of the page-
the sentence was tight
knit
&
written in a language that the paragraph had never heard of
before-
the paragraph tilted it’s font a bit, to stave off the human shifting the paper,
causing a bit of a breeze across the soft plane,
but the sentence hadn’t come here today
to waste its time flashing its
fashion sense, and in
standard
new times roman,
it spoke out in italics
“we gonna do this or not? ”
& the paragraph,
without a moment’s hesitation,
nodded, saying, in some bold n’ fancy variation of
book antiqua,
“i been ready since i saw the punctuation at the end of your
babbling jumble of foreign words”-
at that point,
the title of the page & the
header
walked in tandem to the place in between both the paragraph
and the sentence-
now equidistant apart from both,
they talked of what had brought both these forms of writing
to the page
this brisk & early morning in
june-
to make a story short,
the foreign language sentence & the
english (current language of commerce) paragraph
had come to this duel over a
beautiful
metaphor-
and while both the title & the header could understand,
having fallen for beautiful metaphors once or twice in their own
multiple drafts, themselves,
it was still a sad sight to see two
strong forms of writing,
battling over one
metaphor,
when there were so many
phrases in the
sea of literature-
the title & the header opened up the utterance
& from that utterance, they pulled two perfect
pistols full of wit
(the weapon of choice for both the paragraph & the sentence) ,
and after handing both of the forms of writing their
prospective pistol,
they stood back and off to the side of the page,
frightened of what was to happen next-
back to back,
the paragraph & the sentence marched away from each other
space by space by space,
to the traditional margins,
and when they both reached them
they turned round quick,
firing their wit at will-
the paragraph,
hefty & edited well,
was able to fire its wit faster,
as it had already gone through so many drafts, and had
honed its skill
whereby each word within it, had its own place
(it was a “ripped” paragraph, if you can picture it-lean & not very wordy at all) ,
however,
though the sentence wasn’t as well formed as the paragraph,
it was sleek & stealthy-
its words rolled off a human’s tongue when they read it
aloud,
and in this, the sentence was able to
wiggle itself around,
missing the mass spray of wit that had been fired by the
paragraph’s pistol-
as in every fight,
there is a winner & a loser,
this one was no different,
and the hefty, well edited paragraph,
had too much to move
and too little time to do so,
when the sentence wielded its wit towards it-
the sentence, relentlessly, kept firing,
not satisfied & not feeling safe,
until the paragraph, with all of its fellow sentences within,
crumbled to the page,
now,
a mere pile of
sentence fragments & misplaced
words & punctuation.
the sentence,
victorious,
nodded to the title & the header, who nodded back,
and walked out of the lamplight & into the shadow
to embrace the sweet warmth of its
beautiful metaphor
which had been watching the wit-fight
behind the margin.
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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No One Can be Blamed Aug 1st,2012
A reduced sentence because of time served gives the soft judge an out,
Politically-correct-religion types never have a doubt,
Less than half the Canadians vote so we don't even count,
Then add the Parole Board and sentence reduced by a larger amount.
And without referendums or input, we seem to run on remote,
Like a country caught in soft left wing socialist ideas they promote,
Because set-date elections or mandatory votes are not mentioned,
Can't rock the judicial boat and judges can't be questioned.
And many criminals carry illegal guns because they know,
Soft courts, easy time and it's all just a judicial floor show,
And if they are the right age, they cannot even be named,
A fairy tale in the papers where no one can be blamed.
poem by James Bredin
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