I would never do anything to hurt anybody, especially if they're helping me. I'm not that kind of person.
quote by Billy Preston
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Being Kind
Please don't worry now about the mornin'
When it's time we'll sip our wine and sleep
Woah, but i've been known
To love more than one person
Woah, and i've been shown
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes
Listen to my words now look no further
What you've seen is what i mean no more
Woah, but i've been known
To love more than one person
Woah, and i've been shown
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes
Don't dream of answers cause you know i've none to give
They burn like cancers they just won't let you live
I've been known
To love more than one person
And i've been shown
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes
Don't dream of answers cause you know i've none to give
We move like dancers steppin on each other to live
And pouncin hard
Like animals in the yard
And there's no healin, lookin, feelin
There's no denyin that bein kind can hurt
Someone sometimes
Oh, there's no denyin, woah lord there's no denyin
That bein' kind can hurt someone sometimes
(solo)
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Being Kind (Can Hurt Someone Sometimes)
Please dont worry now about the mornin
When its time well sip our wine and sleep
Woah, but Ive been known
To love more than one person
Woah, and Ive been shown
That bein kind can hurt someone sometimes
Listen to my words now look no further
What youve seen is what I mean no more
Woah, but Ive been known
To love more than one person
Woah, and Ive been shown
That bein kind can hurt someone sometimes
Dont dream of answers cause you know Ive none to give
They burn like cancers they just wont let you live
Ive been known
To love more than one person
And Ive been shown
That bein kind can hurt someone sometimes
Dont dream of answers cause you know Ive none to give
We move like dancers steppin on each other to live
And pouncin hard
Like animals in the yard
And theres no healin, lookin, feelin
Theres no denyin that bein kind can hurt
Someone sometimes
Oh, theres no denyin, woah lord theres no denyin
That bein kind can hurt someone sometimes
(solo)
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Take me for who I am
Why cant you accept me?
Accept I am a person.
I have feelings too.
Just like you.
I hurt too.
Just like you.
I still feel.
Even though I hide it.
I still feel.
Take me for who I am.
Stop hating me.
Cuase Im not like you.
I have my own mind.
Take me for me.
Im not gonna change.
For you or any one else.
Im a person to.
I feel and hurt the same.
Just like you do.
I am a person.
Im still a person.
No matter what I do.
Or different ways I have.
Im still a person.
Please stop juding me.
Take me for who I am.
Afeter all Im a person too.
Im just different from you
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Lonely Person
Every person
Is a lonely person,
But doesn't realize it,
Until it starts to hurt.
The loneliness
Is buried
Under layers
Of activity and commitment.
Take away those
The loneliness is exposed
And it starts to hurt.
The lonely person
Thinks he or she is a special case.
So do the others.
They treat the lonely person like a contagion,
Which the lonely person isn't.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Pills for Pain. Blood for hurt
How much can a person endure
Before realising pills make the pain stop
They numb all feeling and leave you cold
Cold and dead inside
Pills for pain blood for hurt
It trickles slowly out
The harder you push the faster the hurt escapes
How can a person hurt themselves
When all they do is hurt
When you hurt emotionally physically is easier
Pills for pain blood for hurt
To be nobody to no one
To be unloved and unknown
I am know by the pills
They know me
They make me a someone
Pills for pain blood for hurt
To have a heart broken
Shattered and screaming for less hurt
To feel so much love and the next day non
Pills for pain blood for hurt
Love leads to pain
Caring leads to hurt
Pills for pain
Blood for hurt
Nobody to save me
poem by Maxine Isherwood
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A Person Like You
You were there from the start,
You always was there to help,
Even after what I told you,
You held my hand to help me through,
Everything I told you,
Made you blue,
But, you were still helping me through,
You seemed to always know what to do,
In a time I was so confuse,
You told me what we can do,
You been my support,
Whenever I would hurt,
Told me things that I didn't want to hear,
But, it was a way I felt you care,
I always seen where you were coming from,
But, it was something I didn't want to accept,
That maybe you are right,
Maybe I do need that change,
To be that role model once again,
And be the person
My mom knew I can be.
Before I do something i'll regret,
And hurt the people I care about,
With you by my side,
I know I can change.
Copyright © 2009
1-22-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Rare Thoughts that Never Go away
Has anyone out there reading this
Ever thought about that one person that is always in your thoughts and they never go away?
Well many of us out there are too scared of what or whom we miss
And then there are some of us that can't stop thinking of them throughout the day
Well I am this kind of person that just met a person not long ago
And I am here to say that my thoughts are of this person that I really admire
There are so many people that say how you can feel that way about someone who you barely know
I simply tell them that I trust in the Lord's every desire
Even though finding that one kind of person in everyone's life is rare
Who is always willing to listen and be gentle and kind
I hope that everyone can find this type of person that seems to always be there
Because I want her to know this is why she is always on my mind
And this is why these thoughts never go away
Because of the friendship that has come from the Heaven Above
This is why I am glad, for these thoughts are here to stay
And hopefully those thoughts and feelings will turn from friendship to passionate love
By Frank Pulver
poem by Frank Pulver
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So I cut myself
So I cut myself.
Just whats your problem
Why must you bully me?
So I have some problems.
It dont make me made
Crazy or a psyco
Or whatever else
You so wish to call me.
Im still a person.
I feel and hurt like you.
I breathe the same air.
Im a person too
So what I cut myself.
Everyone has their problems.
But I still hurt like you
I dont deseve
For you to pick on me.
Becuase of your ignorance
Why not get your self educated
And then understand.
Remember Im still A person
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Fear of losing what i want the most
i'm lost and confuse,
my heart want you,
but it afraid of getting hurt,
and taking a chance,
i'm only with him,
becuz he knows my past,
he knows me,
or maybe not,
but i feel safe,
not happy,
safe that not much will be lost,
if i take this road,
than be with you,
you are amazing,
in every single way,
i feel safe with you,
i feel i can trust you,
i feel you get me,
in ways i've been looking for,
all of this time i'm running around blind,
you get the things,
i don't want to have to explain,
you kind of know by my moods,
how far you can push me,
and kind of when to stop,
why am i with the person i don't want to be?
am i searching for something else?
a mother in law,
that reminds me of mine?
so lost and confuse,
but yet knows what feels right,
yet why am i having to choose,
between that one special person,
that just feels right,
in so many ways,
than that one person,
i don't really feel nothing for?
poem by Mona Martinez
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The beauty within
The beauty of choice is you get to choose,
Wheather to live your life, or ruin it,
to live or die,
love or hate,
care or not care,
break, or heal,
steal, or buy,
help, or leave,
stay or go,
many possibilities.
Just hopefully you are not like a person I know,
He says he dont care but I know he does,
He says he hates the world but I know he loves it,
He says things he dont mean,
yet they hurt people around him,
He has seen many tears,
He has seen many years of pain,
He doesnt deserve anymore but that is merely his choice,
On wheather to love or to hurt,
to be nice or be crude,
To be happy or depressed all the time,
So its his choice on wheather people care anymore or not,
He is the owner of his life and no one can change his mind.
He can say he needs to hurt all he needs to,
He can hurt himself if he thinks that is what is right.
He can be the guy to ruin his life over nothing,
No one is going to help him if he doesnt let them.
If he dont listen no one will save him,
So he can either be saved or be left,
and frankly I think he is choosing death over life....
Sad isnt it? I tried helping but nothing worked.
So be it. He can do what he will do. Im done.
Im done with everything, every pain every hurt, every tear.
IM DONE. Bye.
poem by Jade Smith
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Taxes are important. President Bush's tax proposals leave no rich person behind. Voters approve of President Bush helping the kind of people they wish they were one of.
quote by Andy Rooney
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Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm... As you grow older you will discover that you have two hands. One for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
quote by Audrey Hepburn
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For me, I go in and play a few Christian songs for an audience, and now I have people come up and not tell me I'm great, but tell me that my music is helping save their lives, helping them in the Lord, and helping them end their vices.
quote by Rick Derringer
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For My New Friend
I read a poem the other day,
of how we should look at the inner person.
Not at the way, that person looks or dresses,
nor the texture and colour of their skin,
but the real person that lies within.
I made a new friend last week by doing exactly that.
So many people had told me
that he was arrogant and abusive,
that he expected you
to do everything for him.
The person they were talking about is a paraplegic.
He lives his days in a wheelchair,
has trouble opening doors
and doing the up the laces in his shoes.
So yes, he needs help now and then.
I was helping him navigate
through several sets of doors.
We struck up a conversation,
and as we talked I found
what none of the others had seen.
He wasn’t arrogant and abusive,
but really very polite.
He had lovely sense of humour
and lovely smile.
I could immediately sense
there was a kind heart within.
As we talked I noticed something else too,
this poor lad had a lonely side as well.
By the time we reached the final door,
which I opened, for him,
I felt a little taller.
I had gained a new friend.
We said we would talk again
and left it at that.
Today when I saw him and said “Hello.”
A large smile came across his face,
and it set everything aglow.
1 October 2007
poem by David Harris
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Love Can Be Fun
Love can be fun
But you have to guard the heart
Cause you might get hurt
Its fun to have someone to talk to
To cuddle with
And to make you feel special
But you may never know what a person has in store for you
It may be bad or it could be good
You may never know
But if you trust that person it could be fun
You just have to wait and see if it will work out or not
It can be fun
If that person make you feel special and happy
When you see tem them then it could be good
But you just have to be careful because it can turn out bad for you or the other person
Even if they told you that they will never hurt you
You just have to get to know them better and see if it will work out
Love is fun but guard the heart some
poem by Kat Cutshall
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Love Of Another Kind
They say love is cruel
They say love is rather fragile
But Ive found in you
A love of another kind.
They say love brings hurt
I say love brings healing
Understanding first
Its a love of another kind.
(bridge)
The love I know
Is a love so few discover
They need to know
Jesus love is like no other.
They save love wont last
I say love is neverending
Cause in you I have
A love of another kind.
They would change their tune
They would add another measure
If they only knew
This love of another kind.
(repeat bridge)
(repeat verses)
Love of another kind
The love of another kind
The love of another kind
The love of another, the love of another kind.
Give me love
This is love (this is love)
Another kind, another kind of love.
This is love (this is love)
You need another kind of love
Another kind, another kind of love.
Another kind of love
This is love
Give me love
Another kind, another kind of love.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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A Helping Hand
In the distance a lonely bell,
tolls a solemn beat,
for a weary stranger,
who has lost a foothold,
on life’s road that’s steep,
but with a helping hand,
he can get up to his feet again.
Whenever we feel troubled by life’s many toils,
and feel we have been beaten
beyond anyone’s repair,
exhausted by circumstances,
over which we have no control,
but know that with a helping hand
we could make another stand.
Therefore, on our life’s journey,
if we chance to meet a weary stranger
who could use a helping hand,
let us hold out ours,
to give him the strength to carry on.
In doing this kind deed,
he may return the favour in our time of need.
poem by David Harris
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How Do You Forgive?
How can you find forgiveness,
In somebody who hurt you so bad?
You still love them.
But the pain is still here,
Can it not go away?
Can we just move on from the pain?
How can we find love for that one person
After all the damages were done?
You want to be with that person,
But the question is
Will they hurt us again?
Are these the questions we have to find out the hard way...
It sucks we have to put our hearts in such a situation that might just
eat us away....
poem by Makayla Straight
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Is Pain A Memory, Is Pain A Friend?
Is pain a memory, is a friend?
Is this pain real, is it just pretend?
Is it a hurt I've lost, or a hurt yet found?
Is it just inside, or all around?
Is it a game, that I've already lost?
Is it the price I pay instead, is it the cost?
Is it a reminder of what not to do and why?
Is it the voice that tells me I shouldn't try?
Is it to hinder or to lend a helping hand?
Is it the reason why my heart won't mend?
Pain and Hurt
born in to pain and hurt
growing in pain and hurt
living in pain and hurt
sleeping in pain and hurt
waking in pain and hurt
cuting in pain and hurt
bleeding in pain and hurt
crying in pain and hurt
i know nothing other then pain and hurt
i use drugs to end the pain and hurt
but all i get is pain and hurt
is there nothing other then pain and hurt
in this painful and hurtful world?
poem by Anna Sprague
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