I'm having surgery today to have my face cleaned up. But it will take some fancy stitching to make me all beautiful again!
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Beautiful
You could be the devil in my bed
You could be the angel in my head
You could be the voices that I hear
I'm singing along because it sounds just like you're near
Cause you're so beautiful
You're beautiful today
You're so beautiful
Beautiful in every little way
Cause when you're coming around
I'm off the ground
I've got to say
You're so beautiful
You're beautiful today
I could be the drug you can't resist
I could be the antidote you missed
I could be the love you hate to fear
You're filling the hole inside your heart with feeling near to me
Cause you're so beautiful
You're beautiful today
You're so beautiful
Beautiful in every little way
Cause when you're coming around
I'm off the ground
I've got to say
You're so beautiful
You're beautiful today
Can we make it through
Together we got to fly
Don't you know I got to fly
Cause when you're coming around I got to fly
Don't you know I want to fly
And I know
And I feel
That I could learn to hate just like you
And I know
And I feel
That you could learn to love just like me
Can we make it through together
I've got to fly
song performed by by Flickerstick from Welcoming Home The Astronauts

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Just Like This Right Boot
Where do you plan to go now...
With your gossip to whisper?
And when will you begin to clean...
Notes and other items off your desk.
Make sure it's cleaned of everything.
And look back at this time in your life...
And what you 'have' and have not addressed.
Because ahead for you is a reality you will not believe!
That is coming to you on a track that will not distract you.
Just like this right boot you are about to leave but should take it.
Here! You might want to replace, The heel. It looks as if it is broken!
Something's wrong with it! €€€ððððð€€€Even the stitching is loose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Open Soul Surgery
Written by: jim vallance
Its been a long time since we been travellin down
On the wrong side of your love
But I dont care if you think Im wasting my time
Youre the only one Im thinkin of
Well I spend my whole life travellin around
From town to town and I need
Open soul surgery
Open soul surgery
Yeh I need surgery
Open soul surgery
Ooh, yeh
When you were 18 I took you from your mama & sister
As you didnt need that kind of protection
Now I hate to see you comin on like some kind of bitch
cos your life aint what youre expectin
Well I spend all my time just chasing you down
And now that I found you I need
Open soul surgery
Open soul surgery
Yeh I need surgery
Open soul surgery
Somebody help me now
And now the pressures on
I dont know right from wrong
I live in desperation
I can feel the heat
Now that Im on the street
For what youve done to me
And Im gonna need
Open soul surgery
Open soul surgery
Yeh I need surgery
Open soul surgery
song performed by by April Wine

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You Operate
You operate on the afternoon
You perform open heart surgery
on the ghosts
of your suicidal friends
You divorce your parents
before you have time
to be born
You kick out your wife & child
You tell your girlfriend
to go screw herself
This is the solitude you wanted
The silence
is stitching you up
you write
poem by Erica Jong

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Surgery
Just back from the surgery
(at least it’s ‘the’ surgery, not
cold-steel ‘surgery’…)
Surgery. Well-named.
Surges of fear, apprehension,
remorse, injustice, you name it.
On second thoughts, don’t bother.
The reception room’s OK though.
The counter staff are always ready for
a laugh, a smile, a bit of banter.
Today, it’s ‘Do you mind being video’d?
It’s a training video. If that’s OK, would you sign
now, and again afterwards? ’
Cue for joker: you should have warned me,
I’d have gone to Make-Up first, and I only give my signature
for charity these days…send the fee to my agent
and next time my people will talk to your people
about the Pers. App….
but they stopped listening halfway.
Then the surgery… it’s like a scene
From Malice in Blunderland: as I enter,
I shrink, am diminished to
a slithery list on her computer screen;
judgment day records, and doomful events of personal life
now mere one-liners..
a case-history with the added social disadvantage,
sorry, negatively endowed, of
having a face and body..
Look for the camera, natch -
always ready to falsify my life
for no-one who might care.
Damn, it's behind me;
looks like truthday here.
Spare you the details
in case you tell me worse.. so
Exit Dwarf, as Shakespeare would have penned it.
You could have surfboarded on the final surge
of peripheral dismissed humanity;
too mean now, to say goodbye
to the deception staff.
poem by Michael Shepherd

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Beautiful Girl
your so beautiful i can see it
can you become ugly and make me
beautiful your so beautiful
put your make up and dance in fancy clothes.
make yourself beautiful
and me ugly
you are always nice to me
and i am bad
make me ugly and yourself beautiful
poem by Ramya Iyer

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I don't like surgery. I don't like elective surgery, I don't like surgery that you have to have.
quote by Sandra Bernhard

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The Best Bet On Chinaski - Better Day B-side
Henry took out all the wrong and never thought
Do you know what hed say, its a beautiful day
Henry took out all his money and found he had none
Do you know what hed say, its a beautiful day
And he would not buy the things that you were handing down
And he would not clear it off for you and leave you lying down
Henry found the love and he found it just today
Do you know what hed say, its beautiful day
Put my face in all the things that Ive never done
Do you know what hed say, its beautiful day
And he would not follow things that others said or done
And he would not follow things that you call everyone
cause henry found the note and he found it hard to give away
Do you know what hed say, its a beautiful thing
Bottled up a ticket to God knows where
Do you know what he said to the driver, its a beautiful day
And he would not follow things that you were handing down
And he would not buy the alternate news when the dogs were being drowned
cause henry found the love and he found it today
Do you know what hed say, its a beautiful thing
And you know what he knows, that its a beautiful day
And you know what hed say, that its a beautiful day
cause henry got it all and he found it just today
Do you know what hed say, its a beautiful day...
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene

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Her Beautiful Face
' HER BEAUTIFUL FACE'
The first time that he saw her it was her beautiful face,
He fell in love at first glance though he was very young
He spoke to her and found out that she was beautiful within,
A friend he had made for life with that beautiful face,
So slim and innocent the girl with the beautiful face,
She gave him three wonderful children the girl with the beautiful face,
As years went on she became the sole love of his life,
A wonderful Mother was the girl with the beautiful face,
Grandchildren were so deserved for the girl with the beautiful face,
As he took his last few breaths in life, the last thing he saw was her oh so beautiful face.
Dave Bennett
poem by David Bennett

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If She Does
We’ve got in pumpkins-
Entire bins of pumpkins- and my job today
Was to kill the ants,
And think of something:
And this really beautiful mother came in today-
She looked like someone’s sister.
She looked like she’d played soccer in high school.
Then a man came in with gold teeth,
And I think he made a comment about my face
Under his breath-
I shouldn’t like to think what he had to say,
But I know he was Italian and a painter
And from New York,
But definitely not an artist,
And I was glad when he went away,
And after he went away I thought again of myself as
An artist
Who must try and look at his face from the sunburned
Shadows from the best possible angles
And try to make the best of it,
And be happy that that beautiful young mother came in
And asked my name,
And said that she would be back to buy a Christmas tree.
If she comes, then I’ll have to find out her name,
And see if she doesn’t want to ride bicycles near the sea:
If she does it will be the first time I’ve been with a woman
In seven years,
And the very first time I’ve been with a beautiful woman
Not counting a couple prostitutes
If she does.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke

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Depressa's Song
Blue is the mood i wear today
the cause tag bears your name
your going away but you cant help it
taking my breathe away cant you stay
you say not today
and i think not tomorrow not next week not christmas not ever
shes gone away
-
Your the stitching that holds my quilt together
the tears salting my coffee
teh snow fallin' down on my depression
the finger tellin me dont touch
you taught me love is precious
, ...and it is
Am i supposed to let my everything become my nothing to me
-
Cuts are the suit i wear today
a memorial to your memory
pain resides in just being
your abscence has done it again
feel the rush
...taste the memories to never come
-
Your the stitching that holds my quilt together
the tears salting my coffee
the snow fallin' down on my depression
the finger tellin me dont touch
the one that always told me i was pretty
you taught me love is precious
no matter how much hell we went through you taught me love is precious
...and it was
poem by Olivia Helmes

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I used to help my granddaddy make sausage. He would mix it up in a cleaned-out washtub with his hands, no gloves. Man, if we did anything like that today, they would jack the jail up and throw us under it.
quote by Jimmy Dean

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My Beautiful Lie
Every time I wake up and find myself in this place
As my hands run up to my face
To rub the drowsiness out of my eye
I find myself wrapped in my beautiful lie
In this warm and cozy home
Where I feel the most cold and alone
Wrapped up in my blanket seeking the warm
As my cold heart begins to do it's harm
Making things vivid to my eye the tears leak out and I cry
Here I begin to weave my beautiful lie
My time of wants and need
The time I'm overwhelmed by a perpetual greed
Can't help but think how I'm pathetically nice
As my cold blood runs through my veins like ice
My body shivers even though the sun hits it as it rises on high
Here I thread the needle for my beautiful lie
As the needle starts in with my sin
The stitching starts to begin
My body goes cold and unfeeling as stone
The wounds deeper then bone
Losing my fear and almost wishing to die
Here I bleed my beautiful lie
I begin to laugh and smile
Lost inside my own guile
Here I find myself wrapped up in my beautiful lie
Rubbing the tears from my eye
As your hands leave my face
Every time I wake up and see you in this place
...Inside my beautiful lie
poem by Kevin Shelley

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Beautiful Girl
A Beautiful girl, a beautiful smile,
and a personality that'll make you worthwhile.
A gentle touch, beautiful eyes,
and a face that'll make you never wanna die.
I didn't belive it, but yes its true,
that beautiful girls
break your heart in two.
poem by Keylin Scott

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Slides Of Beauty
a beautiful horse
in the same manner that there is
also a beautiful cat
a beautiful rat and a beautiful
fish, a beautiful woman
like another beautiful man,
a beautiful mountain
a beautiful river
so many things and people
beautiful today
like the leaves of the
fan
cooling and refreshing
my taste and
quest for beauty.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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I will make a Stand
I will make a Stand
Today I will kiss my past goodbye
No more pain and no more cries
Today I will cast my worries aside
And start my day with a smile
Today I will make a stand
With my very own hands
And think of tomorrow with a smile on my face
with a heart full of hope
and mind full of understanding
Weep I shall no more
For today I will make a stand
to face what I have been dreamed upon
with our HEAVENLY FATHER’S helping hand
By D.C.D dated 24.01.2010
poem by Desiree C. D.

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Today & Tomorrow
Today is beautiful
So is tomorrow
Today I borrow tomorrow I sorrow
today is beautiful, beautiful to me beautiful than the things I see
they will me with me as long as I see the beautiful sea
poem by SeQuoia Brown

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Today I Stared Love At Her Face
Today I stared love at her face
Its hard to say in what condition I found her in
Two lovers at their worst embrace
Ignorantly blissful
Hidden away was the word beautiful
Today I stared love at her face
upon loves face I saw a tear
her vibrant smile refuses to appear
in the concrete jungle meandering
from lover quarrels is her suffering
today I stared love at her face
and love sometime is to walk away
I closed my eyes to feel a minute pass
Reminded me of the words that nothing last
poem by Raymond Valadez

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Beautiful day
- Beautiful Day -
Wake up so energized
Everything seems so organized
Sun Smiling throuh the window
Waking me up with its rays
With this starts my day
Its a beautiful day
Just want to borrow every Happiness
And lose every sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Just want to achieve everthing today
This is my day
Its a beautiful day
Every face smiles
Every wheel spins
Every gamble pays
Every theory works
Its a beautiful day
Beautiful day indeed
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poem by Zeke Emperor

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A Special Prayer For Jerry Hughes
Dear Lord I come to you today,
a friend in a distant country
is going into surgery today.
I pray to you our Lord
that you will protect him,
put your arm around him.
Guide him safely through
the operation he is going to have,
then help him in the healing process
that he will have to go through,
so he may join us here soon.
Please Lord hear my prayer today.
Amen
21 April 2008
poem by David Harris

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