The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
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Happiness We Can Not Hide
You and I,
Should decide to live our lives,
Together.
Why should we deny,
A happiness we can not hide.
For the sake of what others think.
You and I,
Should decide to live our lives,
Together.
Why should we deny,
Those feelings we know...
Reside inside.
You and I,
Should decide to live our lives,
Together.
Why should our happiness,
Be someone else's business?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Packt Like Sardines In A Crushd Tin Box
there are bomb? doors and there are revolving doors doors on the rudders of big ships and there are revolving doors there are doors that open by themselves there are sliding doors and there are secret doors there are doors that lock and doors that don't there are doors that let you in and out but never open but there are trap doors that you can't come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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Pull / Pulk Revolving Doors
There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors on the rudders of big ships
And there are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that dont
There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But there are trapdoors
That you cant come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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Pull Pulk Revolving Doors
There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors on the rudders of big ships
We are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that don't
There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But they are trapdoors
That you can't come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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It's Hard to Grow
Little do they know,
Each season has an ending.
With one clean sweep...
What was no longer is to be!
It's hard to grow,
And go through doors that have to close.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
But they've been stopped...
Hitting bottom from the top.
Dropped and blocked.
Little do they know,
Each season has an ending...
Swoosh
With one clean sweep...
What was no longer is to be!
Oh Lawd it's hard to grow,
And go through doors that have to clossssuup.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
Little do they know,
Each season has an ending.
With one clean sweep...
What was no longer is to be!
It's hard to grow,
And go through doors that have to close.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
But for them...
These doors will not be opened again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doors will open
Doors will shut, open and close
I ask of you not to cry
While your troubles stir and fry
I ask of you not to sigh
Write this down with a pen
I cannot say when
Nevertheless, doors will open
Find those loose ends and tie them with a knot
Make some effort
Do not listen to any buts
You are the main decider
The one and only jockey rider
Of your own track events
Try to be patient
Not all rewards are heaven sent
So write this down with a pen
I cannot say when
Nevertheless, doors will open
Believe in yourself
Set out your goals
Think about yesterday, today and tomorrow
Keep walking even if hit by blows
Sometimes progress itself is slow
Yet, when it strikes you out of the blue
You will realise that it is indeed true
Doors will open!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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God's eyes open-
a generation lives;
God's eyes close-
it dies.
Poor God cannot decide
how He likes His eyes better:
open or closed.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Behind Closed Doors
Written by new order
There is a secret place
Underneath a tree
Where if you go and haste
You will find a key
The key will open doors
And you will look inside
The things that you will see
Will open up your eyes
At any given time
On every other street
The city comes to life
Though everyones asleep
A man beats up his wife
He doesnt wanna keep
Behind closed doors
Theyre in retreat
I dont know what makes me stay
The city life just aint the same
Theres something wrong with kids today
I blame the parents anyway
Theres no hope
No one to trust
I cant cope
Its obvious
Please dont take my drugs away
Im gonna give them up someday
There is a place somewhere
That I could call a home
Id live without a care
Id never be alone
One day I will get there
I feel it in my bones
I check upon the scores
I listen to the coors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
They still want more
Behind closed doors
song performed by by New Order
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Free To Decide
Its not worth anything more than this at all
I live as I choose or I will not live at all
So return to where youve come from
Return to where you dwell
Because harassments not my forte
But you do it very well
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
You must have nothing more with your mind to do
Theres a war in russia and sarejevo, too
So to hell with want youre thinking
And to hell with your narrow mind
Youre so distracted from the real thing
You should leave your life behind (behind)
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
At all, at all, at all
song performed by by Cranberries
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Tom Zart's = Life Before Death
LIFE BEFORE DEATH
The Lord can close doors no man can open
And open doors no man can close.
It's up to us to prove our Heavenly worth
By our lifetime example of the path we chose.
Every night before sleep I say thank you to Heaven
For the past day I was allowed to love you and serve.
If I awake I say thank you once more
For God has blessed me far beyond what I deserve.
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Curius
In our lives we will kiss people we do not love,
We will make love and yet think of another,
We will turn off when we should have turned left,
We will search for things that do not exist,
We will question things we will never find answers to,
We will open doors that must not have been opened,
We will betray people and the live regretting it,
In our lives we might even attempt the imposible,
All these not because we could, we were curius
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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Tom Zart = Compassion & Faith
What would we become without compassion and faith
Selfish, mean, horrible and cruel night and day.
No fear of sin or committing what's wrong
Never to submit, disciple, glorify or pray.
Always hurting others by our own stupidity
Choosing greed and sex to rule our behavior.
Cursed by shame, fear, hatefulness and lust
Unprotected by the sacrifice of our Savior.
Lost in a world void of happiness, fulfillment and joy
Where all are only pleased by what they rip-off or take.
No one to trust; depend on, love or worship
A lifetime of disappointment, heartbreak and debate.
The Lord can close doors no man can open
And open doors no man can close.
It's up to us to prove our heavenly worth
By our lifetime example of the path we chose.
You Go Beyond
there comes a time
when you go beyond
praise and censure
when reward or punishment
does not matter
to you anymore more than
a slap or a kiss
you are not dead yet
you simply become a
lotus on the pond
undisturbed by the rain
or sunshine
unperturbed by the mud
beneath you
unamazed by the blueness
of the sky
above you
when you are you because
you are not you
when your eyes do not open
to see
when your heart does not beat
to live
when seasons pass
and you do not know that they are there passing
when you are engulfed by so much openess
when you do not know
if some doors close if some windows soon open
and when there are some more coming and going and leaving
that you know that you do not ever know
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hello, How Are You?
this fear of being what they are:
dead.
at least they are not out on the street, they
are careful to stay indoors, those
pasty mad who sit alone before their tv sets,
their lives full of canned, mutilated laughter.
their ideal neighborhood
of parked cars
of little green lawns
of little homes
the little doors that open and close
as their relatives visit
throughout the holidays
the doors closing
behind the dying who die so slowly
behind the dead who are still alive
in your quiet average neighborhood
of winding streets
of agony
of confusion
of horror
of fear
of ignorance.
a dog standing behind a fence.
a man silent at the window.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Live Your Life Be Free
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open up your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
I see you walking with her
I see you all around
But you don't seem very happy now
You seem very down
I know you feel an obligation
To her emotional state of mind
This is the time in your life baby
When you should be having a good time
And if you want me I'll be there
To run my fingers through your hair
And if you need me its alright
Come on over baby, and see me tonight
You got to
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
You know that I'll be waiting
You know my heart is true
I will be your everything
And give everything to you
So if you want me baby I know
Don't have to knock knock down my doors
Her heart was meant to be broken that day
You got a lot of love to live
So why dont you
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
And when you free your mind
You will leave your past behind
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Twenty-One
A Birthday cake for you,
A Slice of Chocolate Heaven,
It may be too sweet for you,
That's why it's a fake one.
Today you get your keys
Can open many doors,
Watch out for cheeky monkeys,
That hide behind the doors.
Sometimes you get donkeys,
You better slam the doors!
If it is a wolly wookie,
Dash quickly out the doors!
If it turns out Chucky,
You better lock the doors!
I hope that you are lucky,
Waiting behind the doors,
If that is your destiny,
He will find you and be yours.
Happy Birthday Dear!
Bitter, bitterness!
Bitter, bitterness!
Scarlet-red,
Summer time! !
Open the doors,
Winter time! !
Close the doors,
Giants, ants, pants, wants, chants!
But, great peace is the mind at rest without war.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Saturday
I'm good to go
And I'm going nowhere fast
It could be worse
It could be taking you there with me
I'm good to go
But it looks like I'm still on my own
I'm good to go
For something golden
Though the motions I've been going through have failed
And I'm coasting on potential towards the wall
At a 100 miles an hour
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door (yeah)
I can't sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Pete and I attacked
And lost the story
Oh we promised them decisions
The mass of youthful innocence
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door (yeah)
I can't sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
Me and Pete
In the wake of Saturday
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
Saturday
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Stop Your Complaining
Come here and listen!
You can pretend to ignore.
But leave your ears open.
Close your mouth.
Those eyes?
You can roll them as before.
It 'may' look as if doors are being shut.
But they aren't,
Not at all!
Those opportunities,
That once knocked at them?
Are in your mind...
Where you have kept them stored!
That's where they have always been.
You were the one to let them out!
And you will bring them back in,
Again!
So don't believe what is being locked out,
Means for your tears to descend.
Those doors needed to close on you,
Anyway!
To allow greater things for you to happen!
Now is the time to test your faith!
Not to wallow in despair,
And welcome heartbreak!
Snap out of limitations.
Explore new avenues you can take!
At least stop your complaining.
A difference only you can make!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Would Do Anything
Excuses,
Have been allowed...
To seduce you,
With their usage.
And I am not
Going to invite,
That kind of tragedy to start.
Not around me,
To invade my heart!
You have begun...
To feel free
To swing open and close doors instantly!
To have me from them flung.
With an enjoyment,
You think is fun!
But that will not be done.
Not here!
That person I want with me,
Can not be you!
This I can see.
You would do anything...
For anyone,
Who is willing to pay...
For your attention displayed.
And to sit on a fence...
Between my needs,
And your pretentions to please...
With a grand entrance,
To subject me to your whims...
Whenever you decide for them to begin.
Will not here win,
Glazed eyes of approval!
I am not the one to impress,
With the slickness of dress rehearsals!
And you can not deliver,
A performance felt from your gut at all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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