Do not wish to be anything but what you are, and try to be that perfectly.
quote by Saint Francis de Sales
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Hand in Hand Perfectly
You and me
hand in hand tonight
and let me tell you boy
it's alright
Cause finally,
I'm singin a brand new melody
Yeah, you and me
go hand in hand perfectly
You with your smile
just makes me go wild
Making my heart beat like a little
child
and I believe,
we could make a beautiful family
Yeah, you and me go
hand in hand perfectly
It only took one night
to know
and darling you best believe me
I'm never gonna let you go
Cause when you took me hand
it was like
WOAH
Yeah, I believe we go
hand in hand perfectly
I believe we go
hand in hand perfectly
poem by Alex Krystal
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No one perfectly loves God who does not perfectly love some of his creatures.
quote by Marguerite de Valois
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Perfectly Flawed
I am perfectly flawed,
I am my own enemy,
I hate what I become,
I hate my weight, my height, my face, my race
I hate almost everything about myself,
We are who we chose to be,
I use drugs as my gateway to happiness,
Its the same ol' things I do,
I am a mistake,
I am a disgrace to everyone.
Our perfection will kill us all,
We are perfectly flawed,
We are a thing in the past,
We chose our own deaths through our weight and suicide,
Suicide is a cowards way out,
I am who I am,
We all have our own perfection and flaws,
I am perfectly flawed,
We are beautiful inside and out,
We are who we are.
(I thank Otep for the title to their music but this poem is all freestlye....
Their song got me thinking about this poem....Otep - Perfectly Flawed)
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Perfectly Still
(scott johnson, bill leen)
Its our call
It sways, it stalls
I need a little extra time alone
Well maybe take the long way home
Just enough to get it wrong
Nothing like a bad decision
Says who you are
Fools rush in
For the grist in my
For the grist in my mill
Cant you see
When youre perfectly
When youre perfectly still
One big rout
Were all sold out
If nothings off limits, well pay
Price tags on every other day
Were bankrupt here for now
But they cant take my anger
It cant be touched
Fools rush in
For the grist in my
For the grist in my mill
Cant you see
When youre perfectly
When youre perfectly still...
Outdated maps
Missed pull-out ramps
I wont contribute to our own demise
Pass up the consolation prize
It starts from here from now
Nothing like a bad decision
Says who you are
Fools rush in...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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Only government can take perfectly good paper, cover it with perfectly good ink and make the combination worthless.
quote by Milton Friedman
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There must have been something in my nature - I believe, with all my heart, that I have conquered it now - which prevented me from being perfectly happy or making a woman perfectly happy.
quote by Conrad Veidt
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Some things can be perfectly expressed by sound alone and images would only be disturbing. Other times, sound would be possible, but visuals are much stronger and closer to what I want to express and then again, they sometimes overlap perfectly.
If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner, you have learned how to live.
quote by Lin Yutang
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No one can be perfectly free till all are free; no one can be perfectly moral till all are moral; no one can be perfectly happy till all are happy.
quote by Herbert Spencer
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To My Friends in the City
seen from space
we're a single dot
so smart
so beautiful
the brightest point
on this gray map
is it any wonder
that we've all found each other?
each of us
surrounded by warmth on all sides
yet fearing we'll be cold forever
because of the warped shapes we're in
silly rabbits
our flaws are the perfectly sculpted edges
of puzzle pieces
which would match perfectly
it's just
they've been slammed together
in random order
by that ham-fisted child called love
Perfectly
When I say it doesn't matter
It matters most of all
You're not up for conversation
So I'm blinded by it all
The further away you push me
The closer I feel to you
Every fall every crash
Everything that was never meant to be
All the perfect little things I could release
All the nights every time we were just about to leave
Now it makes no sense to me
But it seems when we fall that's when we land perfectly
Can't see what's before me
Cannot feel the ground
This place that we exist in
Is the sweetest thing I found
The further away you push me
The closer I feel to you
Every fall every crash
Everything that was never meant to be
All the perfect little things I could release
All the nights every time we were just about to leave
Now it makes no sense to me
But it seems when we fall that's when we land perfectly
The further away you push me
The closer I feel to you
Every fall every crash
Everything that was never meant to be
All the perfect little things I could release
All the nights every time we were just about to leave
Now it makes no sense to me
But it seems when we fall that's when we land perfectly
Perfectly
Perfectly
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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We Would Of Been Happy Together
What I want
I cannot have
I want him
And he don't want me
It's a shame
I could actually show him
I can and will care for him
I can promise I will do that
He won't let anyone in
If he only let me in
He would know I would never hurt him
My plan is to love him
I could show him the meaning of love
I can and will tell I love him everyday
He would be perfectly happy with me
And I would be perfectly happy with him
I actually think WE would be happy together
poem by Makayla Straight
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Memory Love
She languishes there among my memories
making fleeting and unexpected appearances;
cupid's arrows still flying true
to my heart stone;
before I can look to see
she is gone again,
mixing in perfectly among other opaque
things which live too inside my mind.
She would lay sometimes in full view
on her Cleopatra Sofa
almost it seemed
reachable
but no;
my extended mental hand
would reach
grasping only air
and she is gone again-
I'm sure after feasting
on that perfect cantaloupe
of my adoring glances.
She remains most times perfectly still
for all memory is perfectly still
and that is its curse-she never ages
in my mind over the many years since
I saw her last;
while I have.
The tragic irony here is
I have moved on and she remains
living there pristine
in that Memory World which I provide,
my gift to her.
Perhaps actually seeing her
would ruin things for she and I.
So I will keep her in her perfect world;
it is the least I can do
for my Old Perfect Love
and hope too, that I
inhabit a similar place
in her mind.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Sleeping in Greece
Every detail of you I touched;
like a Greek god you are,
flesh carved in stones,
face calm as newest moon...
hair weaved in thread immortal.
While you were sleeping, I watched;
like a Greek god you are,
perfectly still,
vigorous as Samson...
delicate as a child.
Every detail of you and such,
through my fingers I've read.
Every bit I understood;
like a Greek scroll you are...
none I could read as perfectly, as you.
19Sep2012
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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I Promised You That We Make Love At Dawn
but then there is this poem
inside my heart
and it wants to be written
at dawn
and so i promised you
another dawn
tomorrow
you perfectly understand
my situation
it is not simple. it is complicated.
i make it complicated.
you look at it simple enough.
lack of love for you.
devotion to poetry.
and sooner, you declare a war.
an end. you write a letter telling about
the word
goodbye.
i understand it too perfectly.
we have two parting worlds now.
floating stars looking for each nest
in some other space.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Many Things
Your nipples are perfectly pointed up like a pencil and,
They are very tempting to touch;
Your breasts are perfectly round like oranges and,
They are too juicy to hold;
But noted to your spot of love are the words of peace.
Summer break with summer love,
And of your golden-gate to respect at last;
But under your breasts is your secret of love.
Courtship and marriage,
And with the garden of flowers that holds the future;
For you are the evidence of more things to come.
'Aben wa ha'! !
And to learn from the status of your love;
For there are many things we can do together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For Rj...
i perfectly understand it Rj
i know that the name of the child is always
Today
never tomorrow and so without so much fuss
i give as you ask
i ask no explanations i require no reasons
got no burden somehow
i am glad finally i have one
His name is Today
Never tomorrow
Oppress me, oppress me some more,
i need one, Today
I perfectly understand
Though foolish i may be
i give up
Sanity and Greed
and Logic
Ask me, i give in,
no reason, no nothing at all,
nothing in return,
no condition
If your Mama Rj
cannot understand all these,
let me,
If your Papa Rj
takes pride in his Discipline
I demand nothing Rj
Go on, take this and that
I am ready.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whatever
You, you come to me
So perfectly yeah
So perfectly made
And yeah all that you are
And yeah all that you said
You're so exquisitely bred
Hmm yeah what more can i say
So yeah, yeah
I guess its alright
Yeah, no
I guess it's alright whatever
Yeah no
I guess its alright
Yeah no
I guess its alright whatever
And i, i hate ya for
For letting me fall for you
Just like a fool
And now im all psyching out
Hmm 'cause all were about
Is this ugly phone and its all i have
To look forward to, yeah.
Dreaming, of you lyin in my bed
Just like how we were just days before
Oh just leave me just get out of my head
'cause i cant take this torture any more
Youre so far away, yeah
Why are you so far away
From me.
song performed by by Imogen Heap
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Playing a masterpiece of false reality
Keys hit softly
Keys hit sadly
Yet it’s perfectly beautiful,
In every way.
It speaks of oppression
It speaks of war
Yet it’s still beautiful
In every way.
It paints stunning images of death
It paints stunning images of violence
And still it is beautiful in every way
Until
Until realities key is hit just perfectly.
And everything that was once beautiful,
Plummets into woe.
poem by GuyAdler Dorelien
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Come to my garden
Come to my garden
when purple irises flower perfectly,
morning glories summit over every thing
and be speechless by the glory
of sunspots that trumpet their beauty purple-blue
and violets that rise up everywhere.
Come to my garden
when purple irises flower perfectly,
see roses from crimson to auburn
and find no words and become dumbstruck
by odours and colours that my plants trumpet forth
and come and look at every thing, come my most precious flower,
come to my garden.
poem by Gert Strydom
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