I've become a real housewife. Terry doesn't mind me working, in fact he loves me to be independent. But I only get an allowance of $15 dollars a week, which doesn't go very far.
quote by Marta Kristen
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Just Because
Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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It Really Doesn't Matter
You say your ugly, i say it doesn't matter.
You say you have a dark past,
i say it doesn't matter.
You say theirs overwhelming responsibility,
i say it doesn't matter.
I don't believe in walking away when things get hard.
In fact they are my spark to continue my march.
Through thick and thin where to begin.
You say you don't have a way.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say that you cant give back what you would like.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say, you say oh it really doesn't matter,
I live one day at a time.
Choices will be made that will save the day
but hurt me financially.
It doesn't matter Choice will be made
that will set me back in my expectations.
It doesn't matter,
It really doesn't matter.
Its well worth it.
To see the beauty that
you have placed before me.
Oh how its worth it.
To settle down and not be looking to be found.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Void
I've seen so many faces
These hands have lied before
I've kissed so many lips it's blocked my mind
I've whispered bullshit, nothings
I've cried alone in night
I thought I'd found the one a million times
But doesn't anyone fill the void?
Doesn't anyone kill the joy?
Doesn't anyone take the place of you in my heart?
And doesn't anyone fill the void?
Doesn't anyone kill the joy?
Doesn't anyone take the place of you?
I let a stranger love me
I gave away my pride
I bit my lips, so I could block my mind
I've called your name to others
Just like a spinal chord
Severed and broken but the spark still tries
And doesn't anyone fill the void?
Doesn't anyone kill the joy?
Doesn't anyone take the place of you in my heart?
Doesn't anyone fill the void?
Doesn't anyone kill the noise?
Doesn't anyone take the place of you?
They don't know you like I do
They don't see the good inside you
They don't lie with you in bed and join you when you're dreaming
They don't see your softer side
Who'll be there to turn your light on?
Who will try to wash away the stain that love has left us?
Doesn't anyone fill the void?
Doesn't anyone kill the joy?
Doesn't anyone kill the place of you in my heart?
Doesn't anyone bring the noise?
Doesn't anyone kill the joy?
Doesn't anyone take the place of you?
song performed by by Darren Hayes
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End Of The Week
I get out of work
And then I throw away all of my cares
I get out of work
And then I wash the week out my hair
Monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday
Its hard as could be
But by old friday evening
Were free, were free, were free
End of the week
The weekend started
Been working so hard to play
End of the week
Its time to party
End of the week
End of the week
End of the week
Youre tasting freedom
No one to push you around
End of the week
And life has a reason
End of the week
End of the week
End of the week
Street are alive
You know everybodys going somewhere
You put on the slide
You gotta beat the crowd just everywhere
And all the music all the dancing
Get you so high
And all that sweet romancing
Oh my, oh my, oh my
End of the week
The weekend started
Working so hard to play
End of the week
Its time to party
End of the week
End of the week
End of the week
Feels good now
Feels good now
End of the week
End of the week
Its real good now
Real good now
End of the week
End of the week
End of the week
song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXI: It doesn't mean any harm
It may be provocative
It may be disturbing
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be rough
It may be emotional
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be wild
It may be rebellious
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may go unplanned
It may look careless
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a nuisance
It may be a mistake
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a mess
It may be complicated
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be slow progress
It may test the patience
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a hard blow
It may shake the faith
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be cursed
It may be judged cruel
But it doesn't mean any harm
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Sudden money is going from zero to two hundred dollars a week. The rest doesn't count.
quote by Neil Simon
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A Boogy Man
He's a Romantic-
in love with his
own spontaneous
vivacity and creativity
in his mind
he convienced himself
he loves you with
such reverance
You trust him
think he is a good
and beautiful man
believe he is someone
you know very well
and he knows you
inside and out-
He knows you alright!
He knew exactly how
to fool you
professing
that without you
there is no life
only existance
playing you
and your heart-strings
until you are opened
touching every fiber
to hum quivering
vulnerable, aching
in trust and blind love
until he's drained
himself of you
He leaves
you scared
as deep as
any scar can go
then doesn't know
what's wrong with you
or want to know
or understand
why you are so
enraged and hurt
and acting like
a lunatic, because
he doesn't care
and never did!
He had his fun
now, he's done
He loves you
when he loved you
and when he's done
he doesn't remember
who you are
or what he said
just tells you
he's someone
who loves deeply.
poem by Adryan Rotica
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Are We A Dying Breed?
Bread winners, protectors
a little description what a man is
providers for all, soldiers for the defenceless
Fall short we have
cowards we've become
the destruction cannot be undone
hostage takers, boogie man we are
Rapist, child molesters
woman beaters and murderers
all that describes the majority that is a few
What real is, is not existent
we are becoming extinct
heroes and the brave
we are but a few yet plenty
cowards over-populate
and we decline
in numbers and in faith
A man doesn't rape
A man doesn't pillage and plunder
A man doesn't poison the minds of little kids
A man doesn't cause pain or murder
A man doesn't lie or contradict
A man doesn't raise a hand on a woman
A man doesn't abandon his children and responsibilities
A man protects all that is dear to him
A man, a real man takes care of business
Men, humanity, are we a dying breed?
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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A woman....
A woman laughs so she doesn't scream.
A woman cleans so she doesn't hit.
A woman crys so she doesn't leave.
A woman leaves so she doesn't get hurt.
A woman loves for all the right reasons.
poem by Tiffany Rockelle
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The Order Of Chaos
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Everyone doing something but no one ever does anything
Someone always shouting the silence is deafening
Nobody loves you, nobody hates you
Fact or fiction or just contradiction
There is no truth in lies
There is no life that doesn't die
There is no fate but the fate that is due
The order of chaos welcomes you
Knowing is just a feeling & feelings worth nothing
Just keep on searching blind and unseeing
Looking for something seeking nothing
No direction or just contradiction
There is no truth in lies
There is no life that doesn't die
There is no fate but the fate that is due
The order of chaos welcomes you
(RPT)
Discipline oustanding, nothing like working
Hoping and trying, keep on adjusting
Sometimes hopeless, never painless
Simple addiction or just contradiction
There is no truth in lies
There is no life that doesn't die
There is no fate but the fate that is due
The order of chaos welcomes you
song performed by by Xentrix
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The Order Of Chaos
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Everyone doing something but no one ever does anything
Someone always shouting the silence is deafening
Nobody loves you, nobody hates you
Fact or fiction or just contradiction
There is no truth in lies
There is no life that doesn't die
There is no fate but the fate that is due
The order of chaos welcomes you
Knowing is just a feeling & feelings worth nothing
Just keep on searching blind and unseeing
Looking for something seeking nothing
No direction or just contradiction
There is no truth in lies
There is no life that doesn't die
There is no fate but the fate that is due
The order of chaos welcomes you
(RPT)
Discipline oustanding, nothing like working
Hoping and trying, keep on adjusting
Sometimes hopeless, never painless
Simple addiction or just contradiction
There is no truth in lies
There is no life that doesn't die
There is no fate but the fate that is due
The order of chaos welcomes you
song performed by by Xentrix
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sense Defect
Though I can not see, it doesn’t mean I can not listen
Though I can not hear, it doesn’t mean I can not scent
Though I can not smell, it doesn’t mean I can not savor
Though I can not taste, it doesn’t mean I can not appreciate
Though I can not feel, it doesn’t mean I can not watch
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Wealth, in terms of dollars and so forth, could be counted up, because dollars were finite. It doesn't make any difference how many dollars you have-at a certain point you only have dollars. You start with finite, you end with finite.
quote by Michael Nesmith
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What is the Color of love?
Written by: Wilfred C. Mellers Monday, February 12,2007
I have dated different people before and the one thing that I have found out is that we all want the same thing. To love and be loved, to be understood and appreciated, to be valued as a human being, and to be respected as a couple.
It doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from.
What matters the most is what is on the inside.
Trust doesn’t come with a color
Honesty doesn’t come with a color
Commitment doesn’t come with a color
Hope doesn’t come with a color
Sharing doesn’t come with a color
Faith doesn’t come with a color
Sacrifice doesn’t come with a color
Wanting doesn’t come with a color
Despair and loneliness doesn’t come with a color
Unfaithfulness doesn’t come with a color
Longevity doesn’t come with a color
Caring doesn’t come with a color
Wanting to be with someone doesn’t come with a color
Spending your life with someone doesn’t come with a color
Giving oneself doesn’t come with a color
Sharing values doesn’t come with a color
If all these things don’t come with a color, then why do we look at the superficial than the substance of love? It doesn’t matter who you are with but that you are with someone that loves and cares for you. That someone that will be there for you in your darkest hour of need is what that is important. We train our kids to look at the differences that we have than look at the content of ones character. We all belong to the human family and this is what makes us the same. We are all like flowers blooming in a great garden we call earth. We come in many different colors, shades, and styles. What makes us different is what makes us the same. A bee doesn’t care about the color of the flower only that the nectar is sweet.
You my friend are sweet nectar that blooms only for awhile just to disappear till time again to bloom. Cherish the differences that make us all human. A color is nothing more than just that; a color.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Is It
Is it fact
or myth
that you
made love
to Judith?
Maybe she's just
inside my head,
fact or myth,
it doesn't matter now
Judith’s dead.
poem by Terry Collett
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CII: little thing
Little thing sometimes forgotten, but it doesn’t mean it’s not important
Little thing sometimes neglected, but it doesn’t mean it’s not affecting
Little thing sometimes missed, but it doesn’t mean it’s not a threat
Little thing sometimes underestimated, but it doesn’t mean it’s not treating
Little thing sometimes ignored, but it doesn’t mean it’s disappeared
Little thing sometimes trifling, but it doesn’t mean it’s not needed
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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House Wife Affair
I been having my housewife affair for awhile
which my husband doesn't even care about!
They are all performed in the comfort of the home
And I never have to ever dress up, or go out!
These men that live in our home
are Kenmore, and then that other fella, Hover!
They're my kind of secret men!
They are shakers and, real movers!
One takes me around and around the house
as he sweeps me across, clean floors!
The other pampers my clothes in bubbles
and sometimes, even helps me, clean above the doors!
Then one can be as cold as ice!
But does take me to the kitchen to dine.
And sometimes makes me coffee
Aromas, waking me up, before the stoke of nine.
I don't think I'll let my husband in on it
these other men I have in my life!
I'll just pretend, that they're my secret lovers
helping just another, imaginative, overworked, housewife!
poem by Linda Winchell
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He loves me, He loves me not
He loves me,
he loves me not
Like a fairy tale
a flower pedal
represents love,
but of course
He loves me,
he loves me not
There is no
I'm not sure's
or I like you, but's
just seven little words
He loves me,
He loves me not
There are no other girls
no jelousy or pain
no arguments, no humiliation
it all falls into
He loves me,
He loves me not
But what if...
it doesn't exist
if love is truly such a fairy tale
then explain this:
He loves me,
He loves me not
He loves me,
He loves me not
He loves me,
He loves me not
poem by Bailey Logan
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Love Me For Me
Spotlight glaring down
Silence from the crowd
The circus is just beginning
I tremble, looking around
I would hate to fall and hit the ground
In front of all these people
That wouldn't be pleasant
So the music plays and the trapeze sways
And my heart is beating faster, but all I hear is laughter from the crowd
'Cause they see right through my game
WOULD YOU PLEASE TELL ME WHAT I GOTTA BE FOR YOU TO WANT ME, FOR YOU TO WANT ME, YEAH
'CAUSE I AM JUST TRYING TO UNDERSTAND WHY YOU DON'T LOVE ME, WHY YOU DON'T LOVE ME, FOR ME
(THERE IS SOMEONE WHO LOVES YOU FOR YOU)
I keep lying to myself
Trying to be somebody else
In front of all these people
I feel very foolish
I'm the main attraction at the masquerade
If I keep going like this I'm gonna go insane
Is this circus act all I'll ever be? (yeah)
[refrain]
God loves you and me
Let me tell you it's the kind of love that's given free
And it doesn't fale, and it doesnt flake, and it doesnt play those games
God loves you and me
Let me tell you it's the kind of love it's real, it's true
And it doesn't lie and it doesn't cheat after it sweeps you off your feet
SO JUST TELL ME WHAT I GOTTA BE FOR YOU TO WANT ME, FOR YOU TO WANT ME, YEAH
'CAUSE I AM JUST TRYING TO UNDERSTAND WHY YOU DON'T LOVE ME, WHY YOU DON'T LOVE ME FOR ME
TELL ME WHAT I GOTTA BE FOR YOU TO WANT ME, FOR YOU TO WANT ME FOR ME, YEAH
'CAUSE I AM JUST PLAYING A LOSING HAND IF YOU DON'T LOVE ME, IF YOU DON'T LOVE ME FOR ME
Tell me what I gotta do
Tell me what I gotta be
All I really want is for you to love me for me
God is someone who loves you for you
song performed by by ZoeGirl
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The Ant
A sixty feet long ant
With a hat on its head,
That doesn’t exist, that doesn’t exist.
An ant pulling a cart
Full of penguins and ducks
That doesn’t exist, that doesn’t exist.
An ant speaking French,
Speaking Latin and Javanese,
That doesn’t exist, that doesn’t exist.
Hey! Why not?
poem by Robert Desnos from Storysongs (Chantefables) (1945), translated by Dan CostinaÅŸ
Submitted by Dan CostinaÅŸ
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