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In the same way he's fascinated by crosswords, the puzzle of solving the murder is what drives him on.

quote by John Thaw
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Knife

Slit and
Slither knife
Penetrate in phallic push
To perforate the pulse of tissues in the flesh
Slice a vein to drain the unsuspecting victim
E’er they bleed and plea
Their scream
Of death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Paper Doll

Written by stevie nicks.
You like a man with a future
You like a woman with a past
Well do you really believe that
She said to faces in the crowd
(yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
And even if you did miss me
You never let me know
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of love with me
And not to scream and shout
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of agony
(yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
Come on now, let the sad winds blow down
As the rain came, she refused to wear her coat
But deep in her heart she knew, that the song must go on
He says well I have forgotten you
And your beautiful eyes
We were off the wall
We were mirrors of our former selves
Well you could have said no
You could have said well I just cant
Whoa we were off the wall
We were mirrors of each other
Passing by
(yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
Repeat
Well I was your paper doll
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper doll
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Well I was you paper doll
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper doll
And it doesnt even matter
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
It was a real clear answer
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
I was fascinated by somebody else
(I was fascinated by somebody else)

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Life is a puzzle

Life is a puzzle
More you try to solve
More it entangles
Sometimes one enjoys
Sometimes one hates
At times
One feels near
At times far
From solving it
Some lose hope
Some keep trying
Life goes on and on
The puzzle
Remains unsolved

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Premeditation

Oh blade you'll warm tonight!
Awash in crimson-purple flows,
Your sheen will dull with aching flesh:
Palpating anatomic mounds
Caressing, dancing, writhing round
Your metal form-
Whetted ‘gainst a lonely bone,
Then to probe the pounding, begging heart.

And all the while the prey will howl
Before they crumple; greet the mud-
A taut and unbelieving jowl
Will open out for giving blood-
A vent from down below,
Once a brutal show
Of metal in the man.

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Puzzle

friends are like a puzzle
fitting together in so many ways
sometimes it seems like a piece is missing
sometimes it seems like everythings just right
sometimes it seems like things are falling apart
friendship like a puzzle is hard to figure out
sometimes puzzle pieces disappear
and sometimes they never come back
so my puzzle, your puzzle, our puzzle must be completed
there is only one thing that can complete the puzzle
a piece of every friends heart
our puzzle is what holds us together
my puzzle is complete
all friends are happy
all hearts are here
the friendship puzzle is complete

poem by by unknown author
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She Drives Me Crazy (feat. Zucchero)

I can't help the way I feel
Things you do don't seem so real
Tell me what you got in mind
'Cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free
This waitin' 'round is killin' me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't get any rest
People say I'm obsessed
Everything you say is lies
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself, no
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
I won't make it on my own
No one likes to be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't help myself
She drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Like no one else
You know she drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Oh myself
She drives me crazy, oh yes
Like no one else, no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself

song performed by by Tom Jones
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She Drives Me Crazy

I cant stop
The way I feel
Things you do
Dont seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
cause were runnin out of time
Wont you ever set me free?
This waitin rounds killin me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I cant get
Any rest
People say
Im obsessed
Everything thats serious lasts
But to me theres no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I wont make it,
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself

song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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Dire Wolf

In the timbers to fennario, the wolves are running round,
The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet neath the ground.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
I sat down to my supper, twas a bottle of red whisky,
I said my prayers and went to bed, thats the last they saw of me.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
When I awoke, the dire wolf, six hundred pounds of sin,
Was grinning at my window, all I said was come on in.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
The wolf came in, I got my cards, we sat down for a game.
I cut my deck to the queen of spades, but the cards were all the same.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
In the backwash of fennario, the black and bloody mire,
The dire wolf collects his dues, while the boys sing round the fire.
Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
No, no, no dont murder me. I beg of you,
Dont murder me. please, dont murder me.

song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Murderer

I murder in the morning

I murder late at night

l murder when the time is right

l murder my family

l murder my friends

l murder anyone who gets in my way

l kill you with a gun

l kill you with a knife

l kill you with poison

l'm a murderer

l'm going to kill you now

don't scream

don't yell

don't fight me

just sit there and

DIE

DIE! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

poem by Rebecca Succes
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Missing puzzle

They talk of the puzzle that has the missing piece,
But none mention the piece with the missing puzzle,
It's hard when there is nowhere to turn for release,
And searches for acceptance lead to refusal,
It pains me to hear puzzles constantly complain,
For the piece with a missing puzzle cries in vain,
They try to fit in places that they never can,
And end up with a life like that of a cursed man,
They can pretend they are another puzzle piece,
And then try forcing themselves into a puzzle,
But it will hurt them until they crave for release,
And acknowledge their prospective host's refusal,
They will surely be doomed to tiresomely roam,
In a vain search for a place that they can call home,
Till they declare themselves a puzzle of their own,
And then learn how to be content being alone.

poem by Christian Lacdael
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8th Grade Graduation

A puzzle together
a puzzle apart
each piece belongs to my heart

each piece is differant
each piece is great
But now they have to take on the long expected fate

They knew it would come
the day was here
the day they dreaded at the beginning of the year

The day they would be pulled apart
the whole would be broken
they knew it from the start

A piece here
and a piece there
how could life be so unfair

The beautiful picture the puzzle protrayed
is now forgotten
the pieces have strayed

They went away
fell beneath the wooden table
the puzzle would never again be stable

But that puzzle is forever in my heart
the memories of each piece
will never fall apart

-For my eighth grade class on graduation-

poem by Summer Song
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Pros and Cons

Some read, some rest, while others play,
some crosswords puzzle as the day
to night tracks onwards while life’s train
repeats, repeats, the same refrain.

Some through life’s window stare as they
dream on lost worlds in wayward way,
some forward bend to golden g[r]ain,
some backward tend in times of strain.

Some watch their neighbours watch them weigh
the pros and cons of yea or nay,
some thoughts would open, some restrain
emotions’ f[l]avour as profane.

There are so few who dare relay
fair message sharing interplay.

poem by Jonathan Robin
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That Drives Me Crazy

It's the look in your eyes when we have to say goodbye,

That drives me crazy!

It's the way you kiss my lips and I know that this is it,

That drives me crazy!

It's the touch of your hand that says let's do it again,

That drives me crazy!

When we're all alone at night and we both know this is right,

That drives me crazy!

Each day my feelings for you grow,

Baby I don't need to guess I know,

That you are a special man,

And it's you I want to take to lovers land,

See the expressions of our love are far from lazy, and boy

That drives me crazy!

poem by Cassandra Robinson
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Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder” (The Billion-Dollar Question)

We must all stay aware…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder….,
It’s been increasing for years….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !

Can’t dare turn our backs….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
It’ll sneak up and kill us…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !

It’s hard to believe and conceive….
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
That’s why so many are blind….,
To the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !

We’ve seen the bloody attacks…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
So we must face the facts….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !

Yes they’re after us all…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
Their radical religion condones it….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !

Can we control it or stop it….,
So it won’t go any further….? ? ?
That’s the billion-dollar question….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !

poem by Trade Martin
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She Drives Like Crazy

Whered you learn how to steer
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I cant relax
Got your license from cracker jacks
You just hit another tree
These fender benders are killin me
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
Theyll put you behind bars
Were not playin bumper cars
Did a great figure eight
In the middle of the interstate
Tires squeel wherever we go
Even hitchhikers just say no
She drives like crazy
Her cars a mess
She drives like crazy
Shes got a death wish I guess
Shes a demon
Behind the wheel
Thinks shes drivin
The batmobile
Burnin rubber in school zones
Runnin over the traffic cones
Passin semi-s on the right
Now my knuckles are turnin white
She drives like crazy
Shell break your necks (? )
She drives like crazy
She always gets into wrecks
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
Now Im afraid for myself
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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A Zen Monk

Calm Sage
Indifferent
Unconcerned
Waited
PATIENTLY.
And Poor Problem
Tired of
For want of attention
Solved itself
COMPLETELY.

Dr Hitesh C Sheth

11/12/2008
PS: There is a level of consciousness in which solution precedes problem.And problem comes to give delight, which we get while solving some puzzle which's answer is already known

poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Murder The Government

I wanna see the constitution burn
Wanna watch the white hourse overturn
Wanna witness some blue blood bleed red
I wanna tar and lynch the kkk
I wanna pull and shoot the nra
I wanna pay the lobbyists to kill themselves
I wanna dose the dea
I wanna join the cia (not really)
Murder the government, murder the government
Murder the government, and then do it again.. yeah
Murder the government, murder the government
Murder the government, and then
Murder the government

song performed by by NOFX
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With An Edible Feeding of Nonsense

Some people believe they are above and not equal.
With abilities to steal and thieve.
But all of us on Earth have come...
From Earth to leech.
And I am fascinated!

Some people have this 'thing' about their rights.
And they select which groups are not qualified.
But I observe us here breathing together,
The air that God supplies.

And I am fascinated.
By what is perceived.
I'm fascinated...
By the afflictions that lead to limited beliefs.

But not long do I stay in that frame of mind,
With my own life to live on a mission to satisfy,
My own curiosities.
And I've got plenty of them.
With less time to spend among those enriched,
With an edible feeding of nonsense prescribed...
To devour.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shipwreck Of A Heart

it's bittersweet when we fit together
my puzzle piece and i
he smiles assuringly
hums me sweet sweet melodies
and says he's free now
i believe i want to be free too
fly together, let's
my mockingbird and i

but winged creatures and puzzle pieces aren't
quite compatible
and you made it
astonishingly clear
you're a bird-
i'm a puzzle
and we just
don't seem to
fit
together ever

poem by Alexzia Ferdinand
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Peace Returns Again

We live, We die.
We mourn. We cry.
And those that are left
pick up the pieces
that were that person's life,
little pieces that fit together
like a puzzle that just like the weather
is filled with changes
of highs and lows,
of happy times
and all their woes.
The last piece of the puzzle
fits right into place
and frames the picture
that was their face.

We keep that puzzle in our heart
and remember with love each little part
that was that person's life.
We then are left with an enigma,
a puzzle that relates their life.
It lives on in the mysteries of this world
but becomes solved in the afterlife.
And peace returns again.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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