What I had to do was keep the story within certain limits of what was, of course, plausible.
quote by Arthur Golden
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Demographics had established,
The success and conditions...
Of a targeted marketing.
To direct effective hype,
Among those selected to be chosen.
Those days have faded away,
From the land of steady habits.
And drift as nomads depleted of funds,
Are those unable to repay for a credited feasting done.
And elimination of debits wished,
Increase and do not leave.
So those rush away in the kicking up of dust...
With tears from their eyes drippimg as they weep.
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Those enforced to be meek and weak,
Are solicited to exhaust their kept treasures.
In the hopes of prolonging,
The ones addicted to feeding themselves selfishly.
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Conditions for optimistic change gone ignored has past.
This can not be restored to those celebrating,
In the hopes to inflict upon others their will.
Closed are those doors.
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The ones found designing deceitful traps,
Have become entrapped.
Their ways have not a dividend saved...
For them to expect a profit that is returned.
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Within their own borders...
They become crazed!
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But a tired retreading,
Just wont allow that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Limits
One life - never been a riddle
Black nights - live it to the max
Its all extremely done
No way - to colonise the middle
Ride hard - desperadoes at your back
Under a blood red sun
In this world - up to us
We stand or we fall - yeah
We got no limits - no hideaway
We got no limits - live today
We got no limits - the way to stay
We got no limits - no limits all the way
Gear up - life is what we make it
Rock hard - shaft it to the top
Weve only just begun
Suns up - were gonna do some shakin
Break out - we give it all we got
Make way cause here we come
In this world we decide
To answer the call - yeah
We got no limits, ...
Power n riches n rank
Mean nothing at all
Render the game to the en
Once and for all - once and for all - yeah
We got no limits, ...
We got no limits - no hideaway
We got no limits - live today
We got no limits - the way to stay
We got no limits
Evrybody live the life
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Most important to any fake story is a plausible, realistic edge with a satirical twist that is topical.
quote by Joey Skaggs
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You Know This Story Too!
Salty tears.
Flowing down on cheeks.
Faces so young and adorable.
You know this story too!
Innocent are the minds confined.
Adopting the limits of ignorance.
And feeling helpless with no defense.
You know this story too!
Abandoned emotions cooling with age.
With a toughened exterior...
Becoming too late to save.
You know this story too!
I see in your eyes a connection with truth.
How did you manage to remain so brave?
How did you keep that crave for life alive?
You know this story too...
Don't you?
You know what it takes,
To shake away heartbreak.
And fake the existence of it!
You know this story too!
I can tell you do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To The Limits
to the limits...
of understanding,
and knowledge.
of power, and pride.
of caring, and involvement;
of hope and desire...
to the limits...
of skies and stars
and worlds unexplored.
of body, and soul,
of reach and touch;
of truth and comprehension....
to the limits...
of right and wrong,
of shadow and form....
of life and death,
of tears and laughter;
to the limits....
and one step beyond!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I believe that all poetry is formal in that it exists within limits, limits that are either inherited by tradition or limits that language itself imposes.
quote by Mark Strand
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With A Motive Not To Be Provoked
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And there are people more devoted,
To keep their peace condoned.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
To get away from all the alibis.
And those who live their lives making up lies.
With so many to this committed.
As if there's benefit in it.
To change what they say in a minute.
This limits and this diminishes.
This limits and this diminishes.
People have a motive,
To be...
Alone!
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
To get away from all the alibis.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And those who live their lives making up lies.
To change what they say in a minute.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
And...
Doing this free without limits.
And...
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
And...
Doing this free without limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Freedom of Parental limits
Freedom of expression
Freedom of art
Freedom of life
Freedom of speech
They come with their prices
Parental limits on love
Parental limits on styles
Parental limits on souls
Parental limits on thought
It leaves you crying
From strangling in
backfired justice
Tears gushing
Can't we leave the
labels and live?
Breezing by is happiness
Approaching is darkness
poem by Wensday Wood
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My limits will be better marked. Both the limits I will set, and my own limits.
quote by Isabelle Adjani
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Wouldnt Any Woman
(written by mark d. sanders, michele mccord, and bob dipiero)
Baby, Im just heart and soul, and flesh and bone
I sigh when you kiss me
Cry when you leave me alone
You tell me Im special, but this time, tell me the truth
The way you love me, wouldnt any woman do
Ive tried everything with you, even livin on faith
Wouldnt any woman
When everybody else knew it was already too late
Wouldnt any woman
Ive loved you to the limits of my self-respect
Now, Im leavin with whats left
Wouldnt any woman
If I had one wish, Id only wish you well
Wouldnt tell one story if I had one story to tell
Well, baby, please stay sounds sweet, but way down deep you know
Im not goin anywhere, wouldnt any woman go
Ive tried everything with you, even livin on faith
Wouldnt any woman
When everybody else knew it was already too late
Wouldnt any woman
Ive loved you to the limits of my self-respect
Now, Im leavin with whats left
Wouldnt any woman
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Wouldnt Any Woman
(written by mark d. sanders, michele mccord, and bob dipiero)
Baby, Im just heart and soul, and flesh and bone
I sigh when you kiss me
Cry when you leave me alone
You tell me Im special, but this time, tell me the truth
The way you love me, wouldnt any woman do
Ive tried everything with you, even livin on faith
Wouldnt any woman
When everybody else knew it was already too late
Wouldnt any woman
Ive loved you to the limits of my self-respect
Now, Im leavin with whats left
Wouldnt any woman
If I had one wish, Id only wish you well
Wouldnt tell one story if I had one story to tell
Well, baby, please stay sounds sweet, but way down deep you know
Im not goin anywhere, wouldnt any woman go
Ive tried everything with you, even livin on faith
Wouldnt any woman
When everybody else knew it was already too late
Wouldnt any woman
Ive loved you to the limits of my self-respect
Now, Im leavin with whats left
Wouldnt any woman
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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It is only in his music, which Americans are able to admire because a protective sentimentality limits their understanding of it, that the Negro in America has been able to tell his story.
quote by James Baldwin
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City Limits
You’re like wildwood at the edge of a city.
And I’m the city: steam, sirens, a jumble
of lit and unlit windows in the night.
You’re the land as it must have been
and will be—before me, after me.
It’s your natural openness
I want to enfold me. But then
you’d become city; or you’d hide
away your wildness to save it.
So I stay within limits—city limits,
heart limits. Although, under everything,
I have felt unlimited earth. Unlimited you.
poem by by unknown author
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The Nightmares Won't Stop
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
Then maybe its fake
Your not drowning in a black lake
Your not being bitten poisonous snake
Your not really awake
It is all in your head
An over active imagination
A mental complication
What a realization
Then comes another sensation
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
It also could be
You pinch your skin to see if this is
Your trying to open your eyes
if only to see
Their must be something you missed
Explaining away the possibility of your demise
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
Then when that coffin you lie in with spikes comes closed
You'll wake up alive with all your cloths
But look at all holes
Their mere shreds
How is that possible?
A mental transference of the material
Then the question comes did you wake into another dream
This is a sickness and a disease
If only solving it could be a breeze
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Plausible
we resort to something plausible
to explain
our inner struggles
a pain that seems
endless
recurring
resting only on some
corners
for a while
we resort to something easy
to explain
our misery
and soon enough
we exhaust
everything plausible
we look
for openings to find
another entrance
of belief
a cool resting place
of faith
gaining a little insight
of confidences
some tell us
to get an anchor
i try this and that
only to find
myself again floatin
like a bouy
feeling so light
like a styrofoam
my nature is to float
rebelling anything
that sinks
to the bottom
wanting to see
the sun
and thus experience
this
blindness
God must be
so forgiving
I am still alive
and always
searching
questioning
a curious child
whose curiosity
may kill a cat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Every person takes the limits of their own field of vision for the limits of the world.
quote by Arthur Schopenhauer
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God has been pleased to prescribe limits to his power and to work out his ends within these limits.
quote by William S. Paley
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