We were never thrown into the situation in the middle of our lives, but grew up doing it. This is all we know, and some people who were thrown into it don't really know what to do or how to react and this is just kind of natural for us.
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Popstars really draws you in. It's fascinating. It's interesting to watch people thrown together in that kind of a situation. Even if the egos weren't involved and they weren't trying to be world famous. It's the Real World, only better.
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Unique National Characters!
Which is better character among nations
Of emotional, reactionary and cold ones?
Indians react emotionally to a situation;
French react immediately and forget;
English react in a cold way to a situation.
Likewise other nations in another ways
React to a situation joyful or tragic in real life.
National characters are built on Nature, culture
That are typical and distinct with each other!
Their characteristics can be seen in sports,
Other activities of arts, culture and technology.
These traits cannot be compared and criticised
Based on the quality of each and everyone
For, they are all unique in their own ways!
poem by Ramesh T A
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A Trust Thrown
Farther than trust can be thrown
Closer than a world of your own
A man had to stop to eat a meal
Before he could please the king
With a deal
Farther than trust can be thrown
Brown white and gold
Are colors not to be sewn
But if the king has to eat
And if he pleased if he will
He will temporarily patch a deal
This for that
Gold can be sold for this
And a soul can be thrown for that
A home can be built right here
Only here is not a fact
Put your arms up and tell'em
Put your arms up
We ate with you yesterday
But you should have known not
To trust us
Father than we can be thrown
poem by Deci Hernandez
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The Kids Arent Alright
When we were young, the future was so bright, whoa
The old neighborhood was so alive, whoa
And every kid on the whole damn street, whoa
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now, the neighborhoods cracked and torn, whoa
The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn, whoa
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives
Chances thrown, nothings free
Longing for what used to be
Still, its hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Jamie had a chance, well, she really did, whoa
Instead, she dropped out and had a couple of kids, whoa
Mark still lives at home cause hes got no job, whoa
He just plays guitar and smokes a lotta pot
Jay committed suicide, whoa
Brandon odd and died, whoa
What the hell is going on
The cruelest dream, reality
Chances thrown, nothings free
Longing for what used to be
Still, its hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Go!
Chances thrown, nothings free
Longing for what used to be
Still, its hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
song performed by by Offspring
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Thrown Into This World
he may have been thrown into this world
complaining that this matter is without his
consent and he may walk like he does not
belong and would not speak their language
or adopt to their dance and songs. He may
just stand there and watch and tell that he
does not like everyone and everything and
not gain any confidence from anyone and
he may just be a nobody but a protester.
Sadly, he is thrown into this world and
Gladly, he shall be thrown out. He reaps
what he sows. He sows dislike he shall
reap disgust and that is fair enough.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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4: 00 A.m.
a little cat
is crying in the rain
in the middle of the road
not far from where
i am seated
this cat is thrown
away by its mother
because it has
no milk to
feed it
and its mother is
thrown away by
the owner
because
there is no more
food in the kitchen
to feed
it
there is no more
free meal to speak of
these days
and feeding cats
is not an
exception to this new rule
meanwhile the rain
has become stronger
the typhoon has come
as predicted
i can hear the
little cat no more
tomorrow
perhaps the road
will be empty
and clean
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Useless
the scissor trims
taking only what is necessary
for the design
the excess becomes
useless, thrown
away
and those which
are meant to stay
stay, and become
a part of
a new landscape
flowers
and leaves
and stones
in her own kind
of tapestry
and those who
are thrown away
shall keep the
faith of
next time
nothing diminishes
the importance later
of what she deems
as useless
that night
she thinks that something
is missing
yes, the grass.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Being thrown out of this place is significantly better than being thrown out of a leper colony.
quote by Blake Edwards
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The Dark Knight Comes Too Pass
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
From a mere boy
Being raised by the wolves
Living in the darkness for just too long
Something just went so wrong
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
Was it a death so desperately
Forever in misery
A loves tragedy
Is always so sad to see
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
The not so dead family
A murder held with in their arms
With no recourse
With no remorse
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
He's the alternate ending
As the light comes to pass
Shadows lurk
They shouldn't be disturbed
Let them rest in peace
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
Festered hate fills his eyes
As he is victimized
By those desecrated his loves ones grave
Becoming of the nightly terrors
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Iliad is the private lives of people thrown into disorder by history.
quote by Raymond Queneau
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No one wants to go back to a situation where, if you have a pre-existing medical condition, you, you can be deprived of coverage. No one wants to go back to a situation where, if you get seriously ill, you can get thrown off your insurance. Seniors don't want to go back to paying more for their prescription drugs.
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But we are not going to stand by and go back to allowing people with preexisting conditions to be discriminated against, go back to the situation where people can be thrown off their insurance simply because they become seriously ill or you can't get on your parents' insurance after the age of 20.
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Why Do this To Me?
Why do this to me?
Change my point of view,
Take my world and turn
Turn it upside down.
Shouldn't have taken it.
Should have left it in the box,
Locked up, key thrown away.
But no,
Youve taken my world,
And thrown it upside down.
Shaken and stirred,
All that's in this soul
Shouldn't have taken it.
Should have left it in the box.
Thrown the key away.
But no you didn't,
Did You?
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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Dan Wasn’t Thrown from His Horse
THEY SAY he was thrown and run over,
But that is sheer nonsense, of course:
I taught him to ride when a kiddy,
And Dan wasn’t thrown from his horse.
The horse that Dan rode was a devil—
The kind of a brute I despise,
With nasty white eyelashes fringing
A pair of red, sinister eyes.
And a queerly-shaped spot on his forehead,
Where I put a conical ball
The day that he murdered Dan Denver,
The pluckiest rider of all.
’Twas after the races were over
And Duggan (a Talbragar man)
And two of the Denvers, and Barney
Were trying a gallop with Dan.
Dan’s horse on a sudden got vicious,
And reared up an’ plunged in the race,
Then threw back his head, hitting Dan like
A sledge-hammer, full in the face.
Dan stopped and got down, stood a moment,
Then fell to the ground like a stone,
And died about ten minutes after;
But they’re liars who say he was thrown.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Hero for a Day
I am unique,
Just like everyone else.
Do I want to kill for you?
No, I only kill for myself
Under this sand
Buried in this time
I don’t see them here
Are you sure they weren’t mine
Now this is where I’ll stay
Thrown to the side
We’re used to kill your prey
And then be left behind
I am a Hero, but only for a day
We’re being picked off
One by One
Thinking to myself
Will I ever see my son?
I’m lying here
I’m the only one
Will I survive?
Or am I done?
Now this is where I’ll stay
Thrown to the side
We’re used to kill your prey
And than be left behind
I am a Hero, but only for a day
Finally coming home
Trying to seize the day
Mindless in my house
Do I really get a say?
“For the people”
What a lie
It’s what I live for
For what I die
Now this is where I’ll stay
Thrown to the side
We’re used to kill your prey
And than be left behind
I am a Hero, but only for a day
(12/23/2007)
poem by Michael Koelliker
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Thrown Away
Lives are discarded daily
for one reason or another.
Some are put in body bags
when they go to war.
Others are thought as hopeless
and are carelessly thrown away.
Some resist the movement
and within them the will to live is strong.
They fight for every moment
that their breath may give to them.
They want nothing more than to live,
the right of every mortal thing t
hat walks on the face of this good earth.
Before we discard a life,
we must give that life a chance to live.
Life is too precious
to be ever thrown away.
30 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Granites and diggings
Words of admiration
Thrown around a woman
Are nothing but granites
Strewn around for her tomb.
Words of adulation
Thrown around a man
Are nothing but diggings
Made around for his grave
04.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cannibal Song
Dehumanize
Lobotomize
Thrown into a cell
Swallow your pride
In an infant mind
Thrown into a cell
A punishment fit
For a crippled mind
Dont do that to me
Criminals, sodomites, all laughing at me
Life is hell
Forever fighting
A deficient mind
Were all left alone and poisoned
A sickening trap
A sight worth seeing
Dehumanize
Lobotomize
Thrown into a cell
Swallow your pride
In an infant mind
Dont do that to me
Dont do that to me
Force breaks our back
Time preserves, fearfully
You know what I said
Hideous and strange
Thrown into a cell
A punishment fit
For a crippled mind
song performed by by Ministry
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I don't know if it's a movement, but the only thing new that's happening is that I think music and art and video and fashion are all kind of thrown into one big ball that's on television, and people see that all the time - you see a fusion of all those things.
quote by Stephen Sprouse
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Love's Betrayal....
consider me
an expert on the techniques
of love's betrayal
you who do not trust the wind
and the sea
lives on the song of the
seashells
the years die
time shrinks like bread
without yeast
in your mind i have always been
the traitor
my hands tremble
i could have said more words
to appease
the stone in you
but you left like a bird with a broken
wing
you fell in the middle of the sea
gone
like a pebble thrown
from a cruise in the waves of
the Indian Ocean
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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