I think it really holds you back having to think about your image.
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Sweet Amber
Wash your back so you won't stab mine
Get in bed with your own kind
Live your life so you don't see mine
Drape your back so you won't shine
Ooh then she holds my hand
And I lie to get a smile
Using what I want
To get what you want
Ooh sweet amber
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?
Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick
She rolls me over 'till I'm sick
She deals in habits, deals in pain
I run away, but I'm back again
Ooh then se holds my hand
And I lie to get a smile
And she squeezes tighter
I still lie to get a smile
She holds the pen that spells the end
She traces me and draws me in
song performed by by Metallica

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Power She Holds
Slowly she'll open her hand
she knows the power she holds
she look him right in the eyes and smile
she know his end will come soon
seense she release the power the she holds
on him
he knows know to look over his shoulder
her ears hears all and she see all
now that he made this enemy the wrath of
the power she holds is released on him
the second he turns his back she'll be there to
remind him what he did wrong
poem by Aiyanna Ortiz

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Split Image
Its the same old line
People get to you if they can
They take what they find
They will change you mind
They will fit you into their play
And then one day youll wake up
As somebody else
Someone they advented
A split image
Dont let them burn you
Split image
Dont let them turn you
Split image
Just keeps comin back
Comin back, comin back
To who you are
And the wrong get born
And the right ones just stay away
What hes livin for
If the wrong get born
And we dont have a word to say
And its so hard to wake up
Or in right groove
A crack in the mirror
Hes come ...
Remember who you are
song performed by by Uriah Heep

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The concept of liking
A woman can gain a man;
The space and the time will tell.
A woman can turn stale to a man;
The space and the time will tell.
The image should fit the frame in the brain.
It takes time for the frame to adjust.
The frame that holds the image so far
Will loosen to dropp it unfit in size.
21.03.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Yours Forever
Here we are in the grays of winter,
Here we are just me and you,
Hold my hand,
Lets face tomorrow,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
This precious time we've only borrowed,
The autumn winds have blown on through,
A quiet thought will tell our story,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
Here some wings,
There yours forever,
And heres some dreams,
That will come true,
Take these tears, to wash away your sorrows,
Tomorrow still holds out its hands to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its to you,
Yes tomorrow still holds out its hands to you
song performed by by John Mellencamp

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My own image of my work is that I no sooner settle into something than a break occurs. These breaks are always painful and depressing but despite them I see that there's a consistency that holds out, but is hard to define.
quote by Lee Krasner

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The Image
Written by: richard marx & fee waybill
Hope you dont believe a word
Of all the things I know youve heard about me
Really just a pack of ies
You see the truth before your eyes around me
Hard to keep it straight
The real from the ruse
Probably way too late
What can I do, but its
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Its just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
Would it be too much to ask
That you could just gvie me the chance to prove it
Or would it only be a waste of time
To try to make you change your mind and use it
What Ive been looking for
Isnt what I thought
Not behind the golden door
Youre all Ive got, and its
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Its just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
What Ive been looking for
Isnt what I thought
Not behind the golden door
Youre all Ive got, and its
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Its just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
song performed by by Richard Marx

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Chains Of Misery
Theres a madman in the corner of your eye
He likes to pry - into the sunlight
He wants to burst into the streets with you and i
A world of shadows and of rain
Hes seen what love is...
He wants to pay back with guilt...
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
Theres a prophet in the gutter in the street
He say youre damned and you believe him...
Hes got a vision but it shines out through your eyes
A world of hatred and fear...
Hes felt what love means...
He wants to pay you back with pain...
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
Its only love that holds the key to our hearts
Its only love...
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
He lies to you he wont let you be
Hes got your chains of misery
He wont be still till hes turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
song performed by by Iron Maiden

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Your Sound Is Sweeter
There's no sound as sweet as yours
It takes me before dawn
It lies with me after midnight
Chorus
And your sound
Holds me
Like nothing else has before
Your sound
Loves me
And I can't fight it anymore
End chorus
Your sound is sweeter than
All the fighting I've done
It catches the truth and holds on
Chorus
And your sound
Holds me
Like nothing else has before
Your sound
Loves me
And I can't fight it anymore
End chorus
Your sound plays back through my head again
It's the only thing keeping me going
Loving you, forever and ever
Chorus
And your sound
Holds me
Like nothing else has before
Your sound
Loves me
And I can't fight it anymore
End chorus
Your sound is sweeter than
The moonlight on my windowsill
It sings, I dropp dead
Chorus
And your sound
Holds me
Like nothing else has before
Your sound
Loves me
And I can't fight it anymore
End chorus
I'm awake with your sound
Echoing in the dark
Your sound is sweeter than love
Chorus
And your sound
Holds me
Like nothing else has before
Your sound
Loves me
And I can't fight it anymore
End chorus
I think one of the best words in the English language is compassion. I think it holds everything. It holds love, it holds care... and if everybody just did something. We all make a difference.
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Love Spins (demo)
Hold back the night
I wonder what she's doing When she's not in sight
I wonder where she's going Who she holds tonight
I wonder if she's sleeping alone
And hold back the pain
I cover up the teardrops In the pouring rain
My heart has been run over By a runaway train
I wonder if she's ever alone
Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!
Her love spins like a merry-go-round
Going up and down, she's far away bound
Her love - expression of vision and sound
It's setting me up, and then it's kicking me down
Don't fade to gray,
I wonder if she's ever Coming back to stay
She's running on the edge She hit the harder way
I wonder if she's only a dream
So hold back the night,
I wonder what she's doing When she's not in sight
I wonder where she's going Who she holds tonight
I wonder if she's lost in a dream
Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!
Her love spins ...
song performed by by Roxette

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The human brain now holds the key to our future. We have to recall the image of the planet from outer space: a single entity in which air, water, and continents are interconnected. That is our home.
quote by David Suzuki

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Your Image
In my madness
Transformed agonies
Existential leanings
Yourself because of me
I hold your image
In my eyes
Like after death
The snake is burnt
As he carries
The image of his slayer
In my own circles
Like a mirror in palm
While you do your eyes
A reflection always
As you shatter me
Into dust
But like the snake
Ye shall burn me
To escape thy image
And by then
Ye shall see thine image
In thy soul
27/2/2009
poem by Sadiqullah Khan

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As with sound, images are subjective. You and I may not see the same color red as red, but we will probably agree that the image on the screen is a digital image or film image, based on contrast, bit depth, and refresh rate.
quote by John Dykstra

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Dolls Of Religion
Dolls of Religion
Virgin Mary was a Barbie doll, the only one that has given birth
to a Barbie doll baby. Two thousand years this went unseen till
she appeared in toy shops, together with a cute Barbie doll man
... her son? And you now find them both in many homes placed
on shelves or cradled in children's arms. Artificial created, we can
never be as perfect as them. Timeless they are never get old, not
in the image of man's imperfection, but in image of a dreams that
lack what resemble souls and holds no promise that man was for
a higher purpose than just being alive. As millions of people go on
diets, they can never obtain long legs like a Barbie doll.
poem by Oskar Hansen

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There Is Something About Being Shattered
Nothing intentionally broken into pieces,
Over an extended period of time...
Can be painfully put back together again.
As if the act and the lack of integrity,
Restores an unblemished image.
An image not to neglect!
And from its beginning held with the utmost respect.
Or can those responsible for such misdeeds,
Be forgiven back into an innocence remembered.
As if the raising of hypocrisies have rights to be praised!
There is something about being shattered,
That matters!
There is something about a wound inflicted,
That remains intact!
There is something about life,
That should be taught to keep treasured!
And this fact kept from falling off a path that's tracked.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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You Will Come Back To Me
I am not that man,
You think you understand...
And,
That man you understood...
Wasn't me to move along!
To care less,
How you let somebody else judge me.
But I'm back...
If you'll have me stay in your heart to belong.
There's not a part but a whole of me...
To be who I am,
And...
I'm not a myth.
To be wished up,
Dismissed and pushed away.
No myth am I...
Nor a symbol of some kind to find,
Time to me to give as if...
You have but few seconds,
With me to spare.
And only if...
I'm there AND,
On your mind.
I am me,
The first one you said you saw to love.
But...
I'm no myth,
To be wished up.
Dismissed and pushed away.
Too bad,
I didn't fit the perfect image.
And...
Our kissing didn't feed your needs.
To please a 'forevermore'.
But,
Just know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
But know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
Too bad,
I didn't fit the perfect image.
And...
Our kissing didn't feed your needs.
To please a 'forevermore'.
But...
Know this,
You will...
Come back to me.
I am NOT that man,
You think you understand...
And,
That man you understood...
Wasn't me-and-has moved on,
To care less...
How you let somebody else judge me.
But,
Know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
But know this...
You will,
Come back to me.
You will...
Come back,
And...
To me.
Yes you will,
Come back!
And to me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Hold Me Up
If I'm trying to be hidden
You still see me
If my faith has been turned into fear
If my whole world is crashing
It won't matter
I can keep it together if you're here
'Cause you are the one
Who holds me up when I fall down
You are the one who I can trust
You you are the one
Who holds me up when I fall down
You are the one who I can trust
If my dreams start to crumble
You won't worry
If my heart starts to sink into fear
If my whole plan just shatters
It won't matter
I can keep it together if you're here
'Cause you are the one
Who holds me up when I come down
You are the one who I can trust
You you are the one
Who holds me up when I fall down
You are the one who I can trust
'Cause you are the one
Who holds me up when I come down
You are the one who I can trust
You are the one who I can trust
You are the one who I can trust
Copyright 2003 Elektra Entertainment Group
song performed by by Year Of The Rabbit

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My Last Reminder
i hope i must have told you about a certain story
of the look-out when he first made his way
to the door of freedom when he said finally
when the movie ended:
that he
who holds the money holds the power.
and so my dear, now that i have given you all the money
i have inside my pockets
go
go and be free from my hands and arms
go
go and be yourself with the wind and the sea
do not look back
do you know how Lot's wife was turned to salt
when she looked back?
go and free yourself from me
do not proclaim that love that you have been hiding
go
go and dance under the sun of freedom
leave me
always remember that: now that you hold the money
keep that power
go
i have known you
i have seen the eyes of your greed
go
that place is yours and i shall live in my own place now.
powerless
in the realization that you never loved me.
go
let me keep the pain, do not ever look back
for now
it is my own time to die and be buried in the land of my regrets.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Image building.
I’m known for different reasons
In different circles I lived in.
I’m known for different things
In different ages I went through.
The image built in a circle
Is unknown to other circles.
The image built in one age
Is unheard of in other ages.
Each image is left to die
When I shifted circles and ages.
Image building is a futile
Exercise we’re happy to do.
13.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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