You know, songs often have a very coloured past. They might have something about them but it still doesn't work, so someone else adds a bit, and someone else adds a bit so perhaps one day I'll know its full history.
quote by Kylie Minogue
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It's What You Are To Me
A heartfelt word
A sad goodbye
To hear you laugh
To see you cry
It all adds up
Its what you are to me
A hold of hands
A kiss to cheek
Still makes my heart
Skip that beat
It all adds up
Its what you are to me
Without you
I'd be lost
But my mind doesn't reach that far
You're my one for life
You're my guiding star
It all adds up
It's what you are to me
It's what you are to me
To memorise your sentences
To capture every word
To have every smile you've ever given me in my heart
I couldn't bare to be apart
It all adds up
It's what you are to me
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Too Late
I just want to take you away from everyone
And keep you stashed under my pillow
And then Id take you out simply for my own pleasure
And wear you when the occasions special
Then Id put you on like a diamond
So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends
Id probably hold the leash that Id have you on
So you cant stray and follow me around all day
Its too late now
I dont think it can fade
Its too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
Compulsion has stained me
Im nervously cradling our young love
Without known limits love
Like a butterfly cupped in my hands
I peek in to see beauty trapped
Confined it flutters
Then it leaves behind colorful dust
To remind me of the special times we spent
But of course it has to leave my clutch
But enoughs never enough to make a dent
Its too late now
I dont think it can fade
Its too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
And in time it will end
And there really isnt hope for the two of us
But right now I give in...
Its too late now
I dont think it can fade
Its too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze.
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Characters Count
For a princes
Her title itself adds beauty.
For a queen,
Her throne itself adds beauty.
For a maid,
Loyalty contributes to beauty.
For the mass,
Virtues and characters will count.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We can have tax cuts, but when we have tax cuts and do not have a surplus, the amount of the tax cut goes straight to the bottom line, adds to the deficit, and the deficit adds to the national debt, and sooner or later, the debt has to be paid.
quote by John Spratt
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Many Do Have Their Doubts About This
Yes...
Many do have their doubts about this.
But we are that 'energy' on Earth,
Reflecting image.
An energy that reflects,
From the Sun...
As it is given.
And how this is done,
Adds to the mystery of 'IT'.
What and 'Who' we refer to as being God...
Is more than just an image.
We are 'cells' within a Mind,
So magnificent...
This 'Greatness' has chosen,
To keep our own minds blind.
Yes...
Many do have their doubts about this.
But we are that 'energy' on Earth,
Reflecting image.
An energy that reflects,
From the Sun...
As it is given.
And how this is done,
Adds to the mystery of 'IT'.
Like fruit picked from a tree.
Or from a vine to peel.
Under the skin...
That's where the deliciousness,
Carried within us is revealed.
And the trees support us with air to breathe.
We take for granted,
The ease presented by this complexity.
Yes...
Many do have their doubts about this.
But we are that 'energy' on Earth,
Reflecting image.
An energy that reflects,
From the Sun...
As it is given.
And how this is done,
Adds to the mystery of 'IT'.
And 'something' tells me very soon...
We are going to learn much more,
About our existence!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One does not substitute oneself for the past, one merely adds to it a new link.
quote by Paul Cezanne
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The remembrance of past pleasures adds to present sorrows.
Secret (feat. Phil Collins)
She's quiet this morning
She can't say why
Sends her husband off to work
With a kiss goodbye
Unlocks that old diary
Turns to the third of May
Adds another tear to the page
And it's lonely being the only one
Who knows the truth
[chorus]
She has a secret
That she can never tell
One wrong decision
Still puts her heart through hell
Does he miss her
Did he forgive her
The love that they shared will
Always be a secret
Only she knows, she still loves him
And she hates the choice she made
Wishes she could find him
Tell him why she walked away
Every day gets harder, livin' with herself
But she knew he'd be better off, raised by someone else
God, it's lonely being the only one
Who knows the truth
[chorus]
She unlocks that old diary
Turns to the third of May
Adds another tear to the page
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Faith In Christ Alone
Faith in which many do believe, by its own teachings will deceive,
The very ones it’s meant to reach, through the error it does teach,
Teachings that by errors depart, from the Truths Christ did impart,
Truths which would set men free, who were in bondage religiously.
They may have belief like us, but, their belief has misplaced trust,
A belief that adds to the cross, which leads them to spiritual loss,
Denying God’s finished work for all, will result in their spiritual fall,
A fall from saving Grace, as His finished work they don’t embrace.
Christ said it is finished on that day, paving for all God’s only way,
When men place trust, solely in Him, Christ alone, who died for sin.
And only Christ, and Him alone, was exalted to the Fathers Throne,
The only High Priest, over those, who believe in The Son who rose.
Religion leaves its noticeable trace, of the Truth which we embrace,
But it adds to the work of Christ, which alone, grants us eternal life.
Christ is all that we must believe, and then His Spirit we will receive,
To guide believers in God’s Truth, with New Life, in Christ, as proof.
We’ve no concern we must be, purged before entering into eternity,
As our penalty for sin was paid, when all our sin on Christ was laid,
Paying the full and eternal price, when He became God’s Sacrifice,
And by faith in Jesus Christ alone, we’ll enter into our eternal home.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
Complicated Lifestyle.
a man's life is simple.
he has a routine, like this: house, office, house.
he gets bored, adds another place,
like house, office, park, mall, house,
waste of money, but a little interesting, he adds more
a friend's house, another house where he can be intimate with someone,
then sex, and games and romance and betrayal and use and sue and
lots of booze,
he retreats back to house, office, house,
but it is not the same again.
he sins, feels so broke, and
to a certain extent
attempts at suicide.
sad, but it can happen to you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.
quote by Barbara Kingsolver
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What makes the production of my work so expensive? The whole installation thing - the construction, the objects, the technology. It really adds up.
quote by Barbara Kruger
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Age considers, youth ventures
Age considers, youth ventures
Age visualizes, youth dreams
Age makes theories, youth experiments
Age loves, youth longs
Age sees people, youth sees places
Age knows belongings, youth discovers them
Age pains to gain, youth gains to others' pain
Age has heart, youth has mind
Age is thoughtful, youth is tactful
Age ponders, youth wonders
Age recounts, youth counts
Age is experienced, youth is in experience
Age is cautious, youth dashes
Age floats, youth swims
Age lives, youth still making a living
Age is in touch with termination, youth with determination
Age is confident, youth is competent
Age adds years to living, youth adds life to living
Age is lost in past, youth is drowned in future
Age is grown, youth is crown
Ageless is youth, youthless is age
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The creative act is not performed by the artist alone; the spectator brings the work in contact with the external world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his contribution to the creative act.
quote by Marcel Duchamp
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Secret
She's quiet this morning
She can't say why
Sends her husband off to work
With a kiss goodbye
Unlocks that ol' diary
Turns to the third of May
Adds another tear to the page
And it's lonely
Bein' the only one who knows the truth
She has a secret
That she can never tell
One wrong decision
Still puts her heart through hell
Does he miss her?
Did he forgive her?
The love that they share will always be
A secret
Only she knows she still oves him
And she hates the choice she made
Wishes she could finally tell him
Why she walked away
Everyday gets harder
Livin' with herself
But she knew he'd be better off
Raised by someone else
God, it's lonely
Bein' the only one who knows the truth
She has a secret
That she can never tell
One wrong decision
Still puts her heart through hell
Oh, does he miss her?
Did he forgive her?
The love that they shared will always be
A secret
She unlocks that ol'd diary
Turns to the third of May
Adds another tear to the page
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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There Are Demons that Torment All of Us
There are demons that torment all of us. Our past struggles in coming to ourselves where our acts reflect are pain and not our core. Such demons are thought compulsions, which have become an unwelcome tradition in us. They are the ultimate distraction; they have nothing to do with anything. Just think of the ways in which the past echoes through the media during presidential campaigns. Things said and done in the candidates past that have nothing to do with anything relevant are constantly being played. The negative slander of the opposition with a portion of their past truth gets more time, money and energy than defining who one is and what one stands for. Such adds, are disinformation, they have nothing to do with the issues, and who would be best suited to be president.
A significant portion of our mind generates negative rhetoric like the negative presidential campaign adds; it spins gross distortions against itself and for its self. Even more lethal in countless ways is the positive adds that are also distortions. In both cases the mind lies to itself. Our enemies, meaning those who are jealous, envious of us or those who are threaten by us, or those who are addicted to manipulating people, will take advantage of the rhetoric we except. Such parricides will play on your vanities and exploit your weakness. The artful ones will do both.
Superficially the parasites sharaid themselves as a friend, as a stable alliance, as someone you trust, confide in, as a wife. They will appear to be your most genuine supporter who defends you from the negative distortions from your self and from others. But they are not there to support you, all they know is betrayal, for the ones who they are closest too betrayed them. Many times they have identified with the parent or parents or person who betrayed them. As a defense they will not admit how hurt they are and how awful their childhood and life is. They were brought up in a world in which there was the appearance of love, but not real love. They perpetuate this illusion and people who could potentially really love them get caught up in the gravity of their illusions, in their atmosphere; it is a planet of denial and deception where not real caring grows but contempt, where no real love can grow. Where potential love withers and fades unless freeing itself from this insidious sneer.
Such people, cannot really help you, they cannot even help them selves. They can not give to you what they themselves to not have, love, genuine compassion, sincerity.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie.
new neighbor
he adds another row
to the wall
haiku by Ben Gieske
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