I finally figured out what my crime was. I lived. Big mistake.
quote by Patty Hearst
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Anniversary
I thought Id write you something to remember me by,
A commemorative for the two years you spent by my side,
But every day is a new mistake,
A new song to be written and erased,
Why would you listen anyway,
Finally Im going on with my life,
What a big mistake it was saving all my good-byes,
Im not the type of person to get over it,
Its stuck in the back of my mind along with the time we spent,
Finally Im going on with my life,
What a big mistake it was saving all my good-byes,
By the end of the year,
You wont even be there,
What a big mistake it was,
I wanted you to be there
Piece it together,
Along with all the rest,
Dont forget to write,
Warm your cold shoulder,
Dont listen to what they say, what they say,
I thought Id write you something to remember me by,
Finally Im going on with my life,
What a mistake it was saving all my good-byes,
By the end of the year,
You wont even be there,
What a big mistake it was,
I wanted you to be there
song performed by by New Found Glory
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A Full Figured Woman.....
A full figured woman
who is full of love
a woman who tries to fit in
and tries to show emotion
but can never do none of the above.
A full figured woman
who is full of peace
but no man wants to touch her
as if she's some type of disease.
A full figured woman
who puts her self down
who smiles in the crowd
who hurts her sense of worth
when no one's around.
A full figured woman
yes, thats me
i am all the woman i need to be
from the curl of my lips
to the curves in my hips.
Yes, i am a full figured woman
who is tired of being judged
but i will never be ashamed
for having more than one pudge!
poem by Jennifer Foreman
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Its A Mistake
Jump down the shelters to get away
The boys are cockin up their guns
Tell us general, is it party time?
If it is can we all come
Dont think that we dont know
Dont think that were not trying
Dont think we move too slow
Its no use after crying
Saying
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Its a mistake, its a mistake
After the laughter as died away
And all the boys have had their fun
No surface noise now, not much to say
Theyve got the bad guys on the run
Dont try to say youre sorry
Dont say he drew his gun
Theyve gone and grabbed old ronnie
Hes not the only one saying
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Tell us commander, what do you think?
cos we know that you love all that power
Is it on then, are we on the brink?
We wish youd all throw in the towel
Well not fade out too soon
Not in this finest hour
Whistle your favourite tune
Well send a card and flower
Saying
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Its a mistake, its a mistake
song performed by by Men At Work
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And now after all this time I finally figured out how to trap him... I will become him.
quote by John Travolta
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All About Me
i'm confused
it makes it hard to think straight
i've finally figured out what i want to do
it's a scary thought
everything seems clear now
and instead of wondering what the future holds
i find myself making plans
- for the future
i feel a little more free, a little less scared
i like this feeling
i don't feel like i'm wondering around aimlessly
it feels like my path has finally revealed itself
i'm finally getting structure in my life
i'm excited about the future now
not scared shitless
maybe i'll even start smiling
(not likely)
poem by Sandra van Coppenhagen
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A Life Is Lived The Way It Is Lived
A LIFE IS LIVED THE WAY IT IS LIVED
A life is lived the way it is lived
I did what I did
And made mistakes
Maybe most of it was a mistake
I don’t know.
I told myself always
The one thing I would never do
Is regret.
Regrets I don’t have
But the tone of regret now touches all I do
And some deep sadness says
‘I should not have failed so much.’
G-d who gave me this one life
And so much time
And so much opportunity
G-d who gave me my chance truly.
Can I blame You,
If I did not make it?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy it.
quote by Rita Mae Brown
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... The Punishment Due
Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die
They killed my wife, and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake... last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake... no more mistakes!
Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I dont say it, dont mean I aint
Thinkin it
Next thing you know, theyll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings
song performed by by Megadeth
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Wanting and Getting
I almost bought a guitar today
I almost got a tattoo
I almost finally figured out
How to tell you I love you
Always almost
And never do
3/20
poem by Jessica Cummings
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I was concerned about the link between crime and politics, and I figured out the only way I could do something about it was to get into politics.
quote by Bill Scott
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And learn that when you do make a mistake, you'll surface that mistake so you can get it corrected, rather than trying to hide it and bury it, and it becomes a much bigger mistake, and maybe a fatal mistake.
quote by Sanford I. Weill
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A Fuller Figured Woman
A fuller figured woman
should never be ashamed
of the ampleness upon her
nor the need to rearrange
her wardrobe every season
as the curves fight with her clothes
oh god save me from the skinny
i've never fancied one of those.
A fuller figured woman
should not put out the light
when she gradually undresses
and prepares herself for night
for the fuller figured woman
is not someone to be scorned
for her body won't discomfort you
and she'll always keep you warm.
poem by David Keig
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The Redemption of Werthur
Oh don't let thy passion break free,
Taciturn and reserved thou should be,
Hearken to Werthur, the poor man,
Who was undone by effusive passion.
So say those of quiet disposition,
Who see demonstrative emotion as a sin,
Saying its not quite right,
For passion to give us that much fight,
They see it as a perversion of normal function,
From which we should all run,
They say that it appears unnatural,
To heed passions fiery call.
Better to keep it locked behind a facade of stone,
To make sure that its never shown,
Better to be hiding behind our reservations,
Than feel our natural sensations.
Better to be stoical without the philosophy,
Than let our emotions occasionally run free,
Better to be defended by a wall of indifference,
Than to be delighted by every sense.
However it is no crime to delight in sensation,
No crime to revel in elation,
No crime to see wonder in simple things,
No crime to be enjoy what life brings.
No crime to feel the temptations of emotion,
No crime to feel reverence and devotion,
No crime to feel desire coursing through our veins,
No crime to feel calm acceptance at what life ordains.
No crime to say what you feel,
No crime to let your heart occasionally reel,
No crime to feel what you say,
No crime to feel wonder at a dawning day.
No crime to take pleasure in vicissitude,
No crime to speculate about our finitude,
No crime to feel agog at Fortunes wheel,
It's no crime to feel.
It is a crime to deny the Human side,
Where passion is left outside,
It is a crime to think passion faulty,
It is a crime to not let emotion free.
There are times when we should temper,
Passion shouldn't be raging Semper,
Times when we should cool the fires,
Times when its wrong to act on our desires.
But it's a greater wrong to act like stone,
Denying feelings to the Heart you own,
Werthur was undone by passion I don’t deny,
But he lived a life of wonder before he was resolved to die.
We played in Texas about a year ago, at Emo's, the famous country and western club in Austin. And I figured, well, if I'm finally gonna die onstage, that's where it's going to be!
Backward
Its all backward.
Its all bad word.
Said to me by you.
How you misunderstand.
All, wrapped up,
in yourself.
Fall, who will pick you up
Walking backward,
this is my mistake, my mistake.
This is my mistake, my mistake.
Im sorry dear,
I wish I could,
read your mind.
Its my fault, how I misunderstand.
Now, dont go changing,
trying to please me.
It will never work.
Walking backward.
This is my mistake.
Always backward.
This is my mistake, my mistake.
I can,
feel this, next,
upcoming crisis will be our,
last one.
I swear.
I swear.
Walking backward.
Walking backward.
Walking backward.
This is my mistake
song performed by by Quicksand
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We got into all the trouble you could ever imagine. We figured that if the Jones boys and all the gangsters ran Chicago, we had our own territory now. All the stores, all the crime, we were in charge of everything, my stepbrother and my brother.
quote by Quincy Jones
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Good For Her
Good for her
She left finally that man that abused the hell out of her
She was used and abused by him
She was his slave
He took advantage of her
And only now she had the courage
And she finally said
To him
I have enough of you
She now left him for good
She finally divorced him
She had the courage to leave for good
They were not made for each other
Love has ended
She haven’t lost her pride
She has finally gained back her confidence
Now she can be proud of herself
She can finally go on with her life
I don’t want another man
I will not make that mistake again
I have no love or feelings for him anymore
I have plenty of feelings for myself
I love myself
I have built my trust again
I can walk with my head up high
I was sitting on a high horse
And of course it hurts badly when you fall
But it was a good lesson to learn
poem by Aldo Kraas
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My Mistake
(p. sawyer/g. jones)
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
First i had you
In the palm of my hand
But i let you slip through
Like rain to sand
At the beginning
When i didn't care
Like my own reflection
You were always there
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
You were sweeter
Then my very own skin
But what did i do for you
Not a thing
In front of my friends
You broke me down
Since then darling
It's hard to track you down
My mistake was to love you, boy
Love you, boy
My mistake was to give my all
Tell the world
Many a smile
You put om ny face
But i paid dearly
With the tears i taste
My tenderness
Made you cold, not sweet
'cause if a girl loves you
You only call her weak
My mistake was to love you, boy
Love you, boy
My mistake was to give my all
Tell the world
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Lay Me Down
Lay Down
By MaKayla Straight
I lay my head down peacefully
Knowing that this is the last night I live
I close my eyes
And think about all the good things that has happened to me
I try to hide my tears
Though I do not know why I hide them
Nobody is around here to see
See that these are really happy tears
Happy because I know that I have lived my life the way I wanted too.
I was not in chains my whole life
I figured how to break the spell
I know I am not beautiful
I know I am not perfect
I know there is not much about me
I know
I know
I know
Lying in bed makes me realize it
Lying in bed makes me feel so truthful with myself
Lying in bed for the last night feels such a relief
Nobody would understand that this is by far the best night
Only because I know that my suffering is done.
I can finally smile and mean it
No more fake smiles
I lay down for the last time
I close my eyes and start counting backwards from one hundred
I get to fifty and my tears start to pour down my cheek.
I am so glad this is the last day
Last day forever
I continue to count.
I finally get to ten
I take a deep breath and close my eyes
Three
Two
One
I am finally at peace with myself and the world
I float on up to heaven
To be with all the ones I have lost in the past
I slowly go
With a smile upon my face
My mind and my soul are up in heaven
But my body is lying down on my bed
With a smile upon my face
Everybody will know that I have died Happy
poem by Makayla Straight
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The Mechanism Of Life
He was a handsome soldier, respectful and rich,
And lived a charmed life, without a single glitch.,
But life is an endless labyrinth, with temptations at every turn,
Put a leash around your desires or let your insides churn
The soldier gave in and stepped into the abyss,
Someone was keeping a count of his sins, he knew not of this.
He set in motion the wheels of a concept of great antiquity,
A mechanism created by a superior entity.
He lived a great life, satisfying every urge,
And finally the skies opened its gate for him, as the mortals sang his dirge.
At the gates of heaven, he was told his sins were far too great,
So his dreams of living in heaven for now, had to wait
He was sent back stripped off his memories, new birth, new life,
To struggle as a tramp, No elation only strife.
Not in a position to do any good, he was forced to steal,
Not a roof above his head, no clothes not a single meal.
He starved to death and left the world unheard,
At the gates of heaven he was a wounded bird.
Sent back as an ant, because of the sins he had committed,
His undying love for emancipation, still unrequited.
Without purpose, without thought, trapped in a body so incapable,
He knew no difference between good and evil, the blankness in its head was inescapable.
It wandered aimlessly along with its clan,
To finally be crushed under the foot of a man.
Thus the poor soldier who once fought for his nation,
Suffered for eternity and never achieved salvation.
Every man makes a mistake and no one is here to stay,
Everybody gets punished, the mechanism is built that way.
It leaves a man to rot without a dime,
In a different life, unaware of his crime.
For what attaches a man to his life are his memories,
Without it, he learns nothing, lost are his past glories.
A few men tried to warn us, through words, a dictum,
About this absurd cycle that continues, ad infinitum.
poem by SaviorsLavish Human
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