Could You Explain Why?
You cheated
Hit me
Used me
Stalked me
Harassed me
Threatened to kill me
Even though you did all that
I still have dreams about you
And it brings up feeling
I once had for the person
You pretended to be
I try so hard to get over
These dreams and feelings about you
But they just keep on happening
And I just want them to stop
I wonder if you feel the same about me
And have dreams about me to
But you always seem to have a chick
By your side so it's hard telling
If you actually had feeling for me at all
I don't understand why I care at all
Or why these feeling keep on reoccuring
Can someone please explain
The psychology behind all this
I know I don't want to be in a relationship with you
But I do miss being friends and talking with you
But then again your insane and can't be trusted
So why do I crave you so much?
Is this some kind of childish tendency
That I have because other girls
Show interested in you more
And I can't have you
So it makes me want you more
Is that the reason?
I want you back now?
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If anyone has it rough at Guantanamo, it is the guards. They are constantly harassed and threatened by some of these terrorists. Prisoners tell guards, we know where your families are. We know where your wife is, your children, and we are going to kill them.
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Smart people..
If I am pushed down,
I will catch a cliff,
and climb up.
If I am robbed,
I fool the robber,
and will get back mine.
If I am cheated,
I learn from it,
I will not be cheated again.
If I push a person,
I make sure,
that there is no cliff.
If I rob a person,
I make sure,
I will not be fooled.
If I cheat a person,
I make sure,
cheating is never felt.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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A Reflection
At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?
poem by Ashley Olson
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The Great Pretender
As a child, I pretended I had magical powers
To make friends,
I pretended I was psychic
So friends could consult me,
I pretended I had strange illnesses
To avoid the chlorinated swimming baths
On wet grey Mondays..........................
poem by Lizelah Thaugally
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Invisible Hurts
The constant threats of breaking up
and not so tender words.
The feeling of being cheated on
brings on those invisible hurts.
People ask me why I look so sad
whenever I’m with you,
but they don’t realise
the unkind things you say and do.
They think our relationship
is almost heaven sent,
but I wonder if they realise
all those hurting thing you say
are really meant.
20 March 1986
poem by David Harris
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When You Wish Upon A Star
dreams come true (dreams come true)
dreams come true (oh oh, oh yeah)
dreams come true (na, na na, na na)
they do (they do)
when you (when you)...
When you wish upon a star, (a star,) makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you (it will come to you)
If your heart is in your dreams, (your dreams) no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do (ooh ooh).
(Oh, Fate is...is kind...)Fate is kind, she brings (she brings) to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing
(oh oh oh. like...) Like a boat out of the blue, Fate steps in and sees you thru
When you wish upon a star, your dream comes true
When you wish upon a star, your dream comes true
dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
(and they don't stop) dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
(make a wish and) dreams come, (your dreams...) dreams come, (your dreams come...) dreams come true
song performed by by N Sync
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Don't Cheat
Don't cheat it makes people sad
Don't cheat it makes people mad
Don't cheat it makes people die
Don't cheat it makes people lie
Don't cheat it makes people pi**ed
Don't cheat it makes people bit*chie
Don't cheat it makes people kill the person that cheated on them
Don't cheat it makes people get a knife and cut there self
People everyday die From getting cheated on
People hate people after it happens
poem by Brianna Host
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Bloodlust
I sit at my desk and wonder,
why people do the things they do.
Why do they go on killing one another,
each and everyday?
Some say that it is for religion.
I dismiss that fact.
I cannot see any God
wanting you to kill another because of them.
All the religions that I know of,
urge respect between our fellow man.
Therefore, the reason they do it
must be personal from what I see.
The individuals involved must love suffering,
get a kick out of the pain they cause.
They have a bloodlust
and kill to make themselves look big.
They think that killing gives them power,
it doesn’t,
it only shows them as weak.
They are cowards
because they have to do it in groups.
The one person who stands up to them
has more power than they will ever have.
Oh, they may kill the mortal form,
but the spirit they cannot kill.
It will inherit someone else.
The person with a great spirit
will be welcome at heaven’s door,
while those who want to kill
will be devoured by the devil,
living in his kingdom for evermore.
poem by David Harris
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Do not hit me below the belt, please
Do not hit me, please, below the belt
I am already harassed a lot
The ugly three sisters
Very secretly
Weaving
A plot
Under
The dark
frown and taunt
please do not tease me
any more I am already harassed a lot
I can not bear with any more
The nasty trick you play,
I am too weak to you
Totally blind to
The wrongs
You do
You know I am feeling very bore
Losing Interest, a torn sack
full of binding void
all shouts and cries
sounds and noises
meaningless
I do not love you any more
Your deceptive beauty
Is a sinking ship
A lousy whore
Stinking
Dead
Body
Already all the creepy and gory lures are felt
I stand at your door with bare and folded hands
Please, do not hit me, any more, below the belt.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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They Don't Think So-The Rationale of Robert
I am a bad person
At least I have done bad things
I admit it.
Lied, hurt others, cheated
and things worse.
yes, I know.
All bad.
But I don't really believe that I
am a bad person.
I am a good person
who has done bad things.
Most I am sorry for;
some I am not as much
as I should.
But what am I to do?
A good person
trapped by my own bad deeds.
Should I flagellate
repent, confess?
But why?
The deeds were bad, not I.
A really good person could see that
and forgive me.
A bad person can not and will not.
So, I guess they are bad just like me.
Now that leaves the good people
who see that bad deeds are not me
and forgive.
They even may forget.
But the fact they able to do that
makes me feel inferior.
They think they are better than me
and that is bad.
So, if they make me feel bad
then they are not really good people.
So, you see the whole world is just like me
even if they don't think so.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Crazy Feeling
Youre the kind of person that Ive been dreaming of
Youre the kind of person that I always wanted to love
And when I first seen you walk right through that bar door
And I seen those suit and tie johns buy you one drink
And then buy you some more, I had a
I know you had that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, youre got that crazy feeling
You know that Ive had that crazy feeling, too
I can see it in your
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, now, you got that crazy feeling
Ive had that crazy feeling, too
Now everybody knows that business ends at three
And everybody knows that after hours love is free
And you, you really are a queen
Oh, such a queen, such a queen
And I know, cause I made the same scene
I know just what you mean, because
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, youre got that crazy feeling
You got that crazy feeling deep inside
Now, I can see it in your eyes
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, youre got that crazy feeling
And you got that crazy feeling, too
I feel just like, feel just like you
(crazy feeling, crazy feeling)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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I pretended to be somebody I wanted to be until finally I became that person. Or he became me.
quote by Cary Grant
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Religion
Oh Religion, oh Religion,
How you've cheated me of my true lover!
How can i hope for far too long without a lover?
How can i meet my lover with this dichotomy?
How can i cry when, i have found my partner?
Oh Religion, oh Religion;
My pillow is not enough to dry out my tears.
Like the River Jordan, so are my tears;
You've cheated me of my true lover.
This is my sole partner on this earth,
Oh Safi, how can i easily forget you?
You've really touched my heart!
Now that i know the truth, what can i do?
Do i have to cry forever? !
I am stocked in your dreams.
What can love do when, Religion blocks the way?
I am stocked in the faith of my hope,
I am stocked in the journey of my dreams,
I am stocked on you.
Could it be true, when Religion plays its role?
Certainly, i am stock on you;
I know how you feel over there too.
Oh Safi, the love of my heart;
You are certainly the dream of my dreams.
Deep down in my heart,
I have got a companion who cares about me;
But, what have i done to 'Mr. and Mrs. Religion'?
Love knows no bond but,
Religion does block many of our dream lovers!
Oh Religion, how you've cheated me of my lover;
We all came from one source but,
With the laws of curiosity we are divided;
Tell me, how cruel is life?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cupid
Im shaking down cupid cause Im feeling so mad
Why Id break his leg
Id kill myself if I was somebody else
Im feeling so beside myself
To paging mr. right*
Please to move your van
She thinks of him especially
I think hes kicking sand
In my face, just like in that ad
And I had to walk away feeling mad
To paging mr. right
Please to move your van
So Im shaking down cupid cause Im feeling so mad
Id break his leg
Id kill myself if I was somebody else
Im feeling so beside myself
No, Im shaking down cupid cause Im feeling so mad
Why Id break his leg
Id kill myself if I was somebody else
Im feeling so beside myself
Id
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Cupid (Dial-A-Song)
Im shaking down cupid cause Im feeling so mad
Why Id break his leg
Id kill myself if I was somebody else
Im feeling so beside myself
To paging mr. right*
Please to move your van
She thinks of him especially
I think hes kicking sand
In my face, just like in that ad
And I had to walk away feeling mad
To paging mr. right
Please to move your van
So Im shaking down cupid cause Im feeling so mad
Id break his leg
Id kill myself if I was somebody else
Im feeling so beside myself
No, Im shaking down cupid cause Im feeling so mad
Why Id break his leg
Id kill myself if I was somebody else
Im feeling so beside myself
Id
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Eating Vesta
I reached out and pretended to take her nose
and she pretended that I had done so
laughed gleefully and ran away.
I chased her in the park we both falling to ground
and I reached out and pretended to pluck out her eyes;
she howled
grabbed her brow
saying
'What have you done with my eyes! '
I reached out
opened my mouth
and nibbled on her ear
munching gleefully
and she said in mock pain
'Ouch.'
She pinched my cheek,
a small handful
pretending to salt it
saying
'Delicious, '
followed by a gentle licking
at my open palm.
I took a bite of her and pretended to swallow
and she bit me back pretending to howl
in delight and glee
and ever so sweetly
took two of her fingers
and fed my mouth
saying:
'I want to be your girlfriend'
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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So Close (Love Poem)
In love, a delicious drowning feeling,
Where stillness surrounds us, contrasting
A movie-like, high speed madness around us,
Bypassing us, because our love is frozen in time,
Growing now like the first buds in a spring passion,
Our touch electric-like, brings us closer than skin,
So close, that our hearts beat like one heart,
So close, that we dream the same dreams,
So close, that we breathe the same air,
So close, that we are one person.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LI: Savior
Criminal is a person who commits a crime
Rogue is a person who calmly kills 99 people to save 100 people
Hero is a person who can kill 99 people to save one person
Savior is a person who sacrifice himself to save people
Onlooker is a person who stays and witnesses all
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Witness The Love
Witness The Love
love is not only the word which is spoken, nor how beautiful or handsom the person is.
Not the gifts that are giving every christmas or anniversary.
Not the passion a person feels for another.
Not the feelings of diffrent emotions.
All this doesnt say what love is neither does it brings true lovers together,
this feeling is unexplainable, in other to know what loves is, you would have to experience it, to know what it truely means to be in love.
M.O
poem by Martin Onyesom
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Worst Person
i am a worst person
worst person who wish to kill my enemy
i want to kill them until they ask for a pity
kill them until their tears is falling
until their blood flow like a river
i want to see them screaming
screaming to me with tears of blood
blood of their own
i want to revenge for justice
justice that im asking for so long
so long that I've been to silence
so long that I'm crying as i sleep
because before i have no strength to fight
but now i found my strength
i don't have to cry as i sleep
my face will be brighten again
if i will kill them
i can taste the sweetness of a revenge
i don't have a pity with them anymore
because i am a worst person
poem by Shirralyn Poquiz
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