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Crossley

Crossley, cross, rose, lose, yes!
As they begin to die;
But, i am now taken hostage with time! !
However, i am invisible to you today.

The butterfly effect!
But, i am Irvin with my friend Crossley;
And, i am invisible to you because,
I am now taken hostage with time.

Meeting that object!
Coming back to life;
Approaching that object! !
Crossing over the red river;
But, it was like a broken device.

On a point,
On what you are doing!
Less, loss, so, core, sore, ore;
And like a story teller! !
But, i have no book for you to read.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Object

You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object

song performed by by Cure
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If You Take Me As Your Hostage

If you take me as your hostage,
I will have to stop...
My shopping around.
Just be sure of what you're doing!

If you take me as your hostage,
I will have to stop...
My shopping around.
Just be sure of what you're doing!

Maybe your the right appetite to feed.
I've never been before a hostage.
And maybe your the right thing that I need.
I've never been before a hostage.

'You asked for this ride home! '
I've never been before a hostage.
'And you're not...
I'm going to leave you home alone.'
But,
I've never been before a hostage.
So when you get me home,
Can we get it on?

'Say what? '

If you take me as your hostage,
I will have to stop...
My shopping around.
Just be sure of what you're doing!

'You asked for this ride home! '
I've never been before a hostage.
'And you're not...
I'm going to leave you home alone.'
But...

'No Butts, what ifs or whatevers of acts!
I'm out! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Invisible Man

Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man,
Incredible how you can,
See right through me,
When you hear a sound,
That you just cant place
Feel somethin move
That you just cant trace,
When something sits
On the end of your bed
Dont turn around
When you hear me tread.
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you.
Now Im in your room
And Im in your bed
And Im in your life
And Im in your head
Like the cia
Or the fbi
Youll never get close
Never take me alive
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you,
Hah, hah, hah, hello,
Hah, hah, hah, hello,
Hah, hah, hah, hello-hello-hello-hello,
Never had a real good friend - not a boy or a girl
No-one knows what Ive been through - let my flag unfurl
So make my mark from the edge of the world,
From the edge of the world,
From the edge of the world,
Now Im on your track
And Im in your mind,
And Im on your back
But dont look behind
Im your meanest thought
Im your darkest fear
Put Ill never get caught
You cant shake me, shake me dear,
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you
Look at me, look at me

song performed by by Queen
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The Hostage

Lady: hallo
Kidnapper:
Lady weve just kidnapped your husband
Have $800,000 ready by tomorrow night
And lady no police
Or youll never see your husband alive again
Lady: hallo
I remember standing there so petrified
My hand frozen to the phone
As a strangers words that caught in my ears
And chilled me to the bone
Some dark tragedy had come right home to me
Theyd kidnapped my man and his life was in their hands
He was a hostage, a hostage
His life was at the mercy of their hands
He was a hostage, a hostage
His life depending on their gold demands
Lady: hallo
Kidnapper:
Lady, heres your husband through
To warn not to play any games
Husband:
Hi honey listen Im okay
Just make sure you do whatever they tell you
And whatever you do dont go to the police!
Well I couldnt raise that kinda money fast
So I was left no other choice
So I called the police and they came in fast
Saying leave it up to us
Just do as they told
The ransoms in this bag
Well watch over you
And well have your husband back too
He was a hostage, a hostage
His life was at the mercy of their hands
He was a hostage, a hostage
His life depending on their gold demands
Lady: hallo
Kidnapper:
Listen very carefully lady
Drive out to the abandoned shack on highway 16
Throw the package of money out the window and keep driving
And remember lady no police!
Well my heart was heavy as I made that drive
I was sure something was wrong
I soon found the shack
I threw out the bag and I just kept driving on
Then the shots rang out and turned my car about
On the ground one lay but the other had gotten away
He was a hostage, a hostage
His life was at the mercy of their hands
He was a hostage, a hostage
His life depending on their gold demands
Lady:
Well they found my husband a few days later
Yes, the funerals tomorrow

song performed by by Donna Summer
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Invisible Strings

(ian hunter)
One, two, three
Well I woke up this morning - theres a girl in my bed.
How did she get there? was it something I said?
I dont understand it but somehow it seems
She visits me in invisible dreams.
Over and over I try to explain
How did that girl get into my veins?
Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings?
And how does she touch my invisible strings?
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now its all over when the fat lady sings
Ill still be playing my invisible strings
Well maybe she dont have a world of her own
Maybe shes using me just like a phone
And sometimes shes cool and sometimes she stings
And Im all tangled up in invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When youre wearing black and Im wearing wings,
Well still be playing those invisible strings
Well she never leaves - Im never alone
I aint in the book but shes still calling home
I tried to lose her - watch the tv
But that womans always picking on me
Well, theres strings round my body, strings round my heart
Id like to know where the string-pulling starts
Id give anything to meet the angel who sends
Invisible ink to my invisible pen
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When youre wearing black and Im wearing wings,
Well still be playing our invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now its all over when the fat lady sings
Well still be playing our invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
Oh yeah

song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Invisible

Ride along the road with friends
And the road trip ends
When the weather changes moods
Tried to keep my jaw from dropping
When I found out things
I wish I'd never knew
And everybody's got a story to tell
Everybody feels some pain
So do you
Do you think you are invisible?
Everybody's got a letter to write
Everybody's lost the fight
So have you
Do you think you are invisible today?
Tony's home, his child cries
And he calms him down
The best that he can do
Tried to make your mother love me
But she's got other ideas what is good for you
What is good for you
And everybody's got a story to tell
Everybody feels some pain
So do you
Do you think you are invisible?
Everybody's got a letter to write
Everybody's lost the fight
So have you
Do you think you are invisible today?
Do you think you are invisible?

song performed by by Third Eye Blind
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Invisible Hole

There seems to be a phenomenon of an invisible hole
that hardly anyone else is aware of yet takes its toll.
When we seem to have misplaced or lost something
we then all feel and imagine the extent of its sting.

It may well be that our mind or memory is not up to scratch
and that we have just forgotten the whereabouts of our catch.
But when we come to think about the problem at hand
it doesn't explain the situation or helps us to understand.

I am sure that many people have experienced the same thing
who feel mystified or saddened by what their loss does bring.
Though it may only be a temporary phase we go through
it can really have a very profound effect in our life is true.

How many times in our life it happens is peculiar to say the least
yet we are left wondering at the magnitude and extent of the beast
that just makes a certain thing disappear when we don't expect it
and doesn't leave much of a clue in our mind or surroundings of it.

Could this be related at all to the legendary rift in the space-time continuum?
which some people in the frontiers of science and philosophy have touched on
because even though a search for the object concerned proves fruitless and vain
the cherished memory of it in our heart and mind causes a lot of grief and pain.

The amusing side to this situation is that when the object lost
sometimes reappears after a period of time despite the cost,
in a particular place and we quickly recognise where it must have been
though to our memory of how it originally got there is not so very keen.

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poem by George Krokos
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In Need of Love

Maybe I have to tell you,
My eyes are brown.
My nose is wide.
And my hair is kinky too.

Maybe I just don't show,
My feelings deep.
Or those things inside of me,
You will never know.

And no!
It is not okay you walk away.
In belief I am just an object.
There!
But too invisible to see.

And no!
It is not okay my feelings are ignored.
As if I should not have them.
And you have more.

Maybe I have to tell you,
My eyes are brown.
Skin black as viewed
With a wide nose and kinky hair too.

Although you may walk away,
Believing to dismiss me is okay.
As if I am an object invisible to see.
And not in need of love.

But I am!
And I suspect...
You have no idea what love means.
If it is not drenched in peroxide.
Or has contacts in blue.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sex Object

Yes! No!
Yes! No!
I don't want to be your sex object
Show some feeling and respect
I don't want to be your sex object
I've had enough and that's a fact
Yes! No!
Yes! No!
I don't want to be your sex object
You play your tricks they're just perfect
I don't want to be your sex object
You turn me on then you forget
No! Why? [sex]
No! Why? [sex]
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Yes! No!
Yes! No!
I don't want to be your sex object
You play your tricks they're just perfect
I don't want to be your sex object
I've had enough and that's a fact
[Spanish: No! Yes! Maybe Perhaps Yes]
No... si, si quieres
No... si, si quieres
Por que? No. Quizas.
Por que? No. A lo mejor.
Sex object
Sex object
No... si, si quieres
No... si, si quieres
Por que? No. Quizas.
Por que? No. A lo mejor.
No! Why? [sex]
No! Why? [sex]
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
[German?]
Sex object
Sex object
No! Why? [sex]
No! Why? [sex]
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Sex object
Sex object

song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Blind Lover

Thee avoided me
I have nothing to avoid
my heart is for ye
imagination started
when it began
thus my hard heart
never knew thy status

All thou do
busting my notes
I gave thee all
now that ye
dried my lips,
mouth is smelly
thus no lipspath

All thou do
made me ice
instead of wet
thus lonely ye gave
when night lover comes
all alone
any time thy nt with time

All thou do
back to me
when broke over come ye
and when ye all
thou back away.
what friends truth me
object i always
thus lovesick
she never what i deserved
now invisible thus broken
now i'm aware
many are here to choose
I realized that
i'm not foolish
but doing foolish

poem by alfusainey Sonko
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Has one hostage from Lebanon come back with a photograph of his abductors? Has any hostage ever come back with a photograph of his abductors smiling? I mean, this was so incredible!

quote by Dwight Schultz
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Distant object.

You are becoming
A distant object.
Your light and influence,
Strong right now.
I can only bear for it to fade.
Object of my desire.
You`ve chosen
A different road.
Who knows where.
To patch a broken stick.
To relove an old half-sealed wound?
You`re becoming a distant object.
Light dimming by the hour.
I wait for that infernal
Tone.
To bring some
Partial temporary relief.
That i have
Love of some kind,
In my life.
I need to feel my own joy.
Not rely on outside influences.
Distant object
I`m almost saying goodbye.
I loved you
For a while there!

poem by Peter Vealey
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The Invisible

The rain makes me invisible
It invisible
The wind blows and thunder roars
Everything is more noticeable today
Except for me, invisible in the rain
Why did you make my heart cry
How did you make a strong man a weak one
I guess these feelings I can’t fight
Although made invisible by the rain
It has been an hour or two since you left
And yet I miss you immensely
It’s due to the thoughts running through
When will I see you again
Or even if that’s a possibility
Now as you’re looking down, I know I am not invisible.
And neither are these tears, I thought were hidden in the rain.

Written: November 18,2010

poem by Ryan Collins
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Off The Tracks Of Peace

From hostage to rasisms,
But the myths of love live on;
And like a poetry of freedom in the land of war! !
But the hostage of the myths had led us all off the tracks of peace.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Invisible Girl with the Crystal Tear

There she sits alone at night
Feeling abandoned by the world
A beautiful girl with a kind heart
Feeling forgotten, almost invisible
She peers into the moonlight
Looking for a guide to somewhere else
Where her sorrows will be left behind
And a happy ending may be found
A tear falls from her eye
Into the moonlight it falls to shine
Capturing the colour of her soul
Like a star within the eye she is lit
No more invisible or alone
No longer lost to the night
She is a beautiful girl with a kind heart
Who through love feels loss
And as her story awaits to be read
The invisible with the crystal tear
Smiles so beautifully

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Manipulating Ways

The evil man holds my friend hostage.
By threaten my job.
A financial hold.
I told him to not worry about me.
But still he does.
This monster will pay.
Their is a time to strike and a time to delay.
I told him to do what he needs to do.
I will not be angry by his actions or reactions.
No holds bar when it comes to friends.
I will not let him suffer not under your thumb.
Go ahead and point your gun.
You better be prepared to shoot.
For I'm not afraid of you.
Or your manipulating ways.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Little Friends

My childhood was such a magical time. My memory takes me back
so many years ago. I had a little friend, my best buddie,
we played together all the time.
We walked the dusty country roads, hand in hand.
One day my little friend showed me a gift from her sister.
She said, "this is a souvenir." She had a special place
on her dresser for this object.
At that time I did to know the word souvenir. I only know she
treated this object almost as it was sacred.
I remember thinking to myself, "I wish I had a souvenir," and
I wondered if ever I would own such a treasure.
Now, I realize the best souvenir I could ever have is those
wonderful childhood memories.
Maybe one day my friend and I will hold hands and walk another
dusty road --- and remember WHEN.

poem by Bertha Gonzalez
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The Future Is The Children's

The future is the children's and I am of the past
And I too had my young years but nothing ever last
On looking back the Seasons how quickly the years have gone
Old age is fast approaching and the clock ticks on and on.

The future is the children's the children of today
They have the gift of youth with them though youth with them won't stay
On looking back decades from now when time has left them slow
They will wonder as I do where did the years to go.

The years are catching up one me and time has left me gray
And the future is the children's that would be true to say
The people in their sixties are running out of time
And few of them will be living when today's children are in their prime.

The future is the children's and to them alone belong
And those who will tell you differently have somehow got it wrong
But the hands of time keep turning and time on none does wait
And all of us are branded with an invisible use by date.

poem by Francis Duggan
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It is ever the invisible that is the object of our profoundest worship. With the lover it is not the seen but the unseen that he muses upon.

quote by John Christian Bovee
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Butterfly

You could flap your wings a thousand miles away
Butterfly
A laughing salesman sings
His world so far away
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
You could take the storm away forever every day
Cause you're mine
And i don't know what to say
You could let my smile disappear for a year
Cause you're mine
That's the only way i like it to be
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
You could flap your wings a thousand miles away
I'd still feel the pain
I'd still feel the pain
You could flap those eyes a thousand miles away
I'd still feel the way
I'd still feel the way
Butterfly
Butterfly
Here she comes now
Here she comes now
Here it comes now
Here she comes now
Here it comes now...
When we get to the best part
It happens all the time
You tell me all your lies
You tell me all your lies
You get your kicks from seeing me on the floor
Tied to your bed
Tied to the things you said
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly...

song performed by by Verve
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