But I am still here - Memories of the American Flag still Fly
It hurts to get burned and torn and spit upon me
By those people that I am there to set free
But I am still here
I have through every war
With the Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and the Corps
But I am still here
Even though I might be worn
Dirty, and torn
But I am still here
I have been cut-up or even torn to cover the wounds of our men as they bleed
And even used to cover them on their way to their final resting their bed
But I am still here
As the heroes that fought alongside me in the past
I show respect to them by being flown at Half Mast
But I am still here
It hurts me to see why people salute me as I fly
It makes me feel proud, but I still want to cry
But I am still here
Only if people can see what I have through over the last 200 plus years
Then and only then they will understand my tears
But I am still here
By Frank Pulver
Dec 10,2011
poem by Frank Pulver
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But I Am Still Here (Memories Of The American Fly)
It hurts to get burned and torn and spit upon me
By those people that I am there to set free
But I am still here
I have through every war
With the Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and the Corps
But I am still here
Even though I might be worn
Dirty, and torn
But I am still here
I have been cut-up or even torn to cover the wounds of our men as they bleed
And even used to cover them on their way to their final resting their bed
But I am still here
As the heroes that fought alongside me in the past
I show respect to them by being flown at Half Mast
But I am still here
It hurts me to see why people salute me as I fly
It makes me feel proud, but I still want to cry
But I am still here
Only if people can see what I have through over the last 200 plus years
Then and only then they will understand my tears
But I am still here
poem by Frank Pulver
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Torn Butterfly
Torn butterfly torn butterfly
Seeing you there it makes me cry
Torn butterfly your wings they tore
From the weight that they bore
Torn butterfly it's plain to see
That you are just the same as me
Torn butterfly the world is tough
Hard as stones and just as rough
Torn butterfly I know your pain
And I don't want to know it again
Torn butterfly come join me now
And we'll regain our wings somehow
Torn butterfly it's sad but true
In death our wings become brand new
Torn butterfly just fade away
And we will fly this very day
Torn butterfly this note I send
And hope that you will cause your end
So we can fly in clear blue skies
Where no one hurts and no one cries
Torn butterfly with my last breath
I ask you to come join me in death
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Tattered & Torn
Tattered and torn
Tattered and torn
Thats where my soul is worn
Tattered and torn
Thats when I was born
Tattered and torn
I broke away from me
Tattered and torn
I knocked me to my knees
Tattered and torn
I drink my own cells
Tattered and torn
A decomposing well
Tattered and torn
Roaches in my head
Tattered and torn
I become the living dead
Tattered and torn
Tearing myself apart from the
Things that make me hurt
song performed by by Slipknot
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Tattered and Torn
Tattered and Torn
That's where my soul is worn
Tattered and Torn
That's when I was born
Tattered and Torn
I broke away from me
Tattered and Torn
I knocked me to my knees
Tattered and Torn
I drink my own cells
Tattered and Torn
A decomposing well
Tattered and Torn
Roaches in my head
Tattered and Torn
I become the living dead
Tattered and Torn
Tearing myself apart from the
things that make me hurt
song performed by by Slipknot from Slipknot
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Never Walking Away
It hurts me to know that I am secretly dying
This is something that really hurts me
Because Of how long that I kept it inside
And how long that I have fighting the crying
This is something that I did not want anyone to see
It something that I wish I did not hide
This is why I get on my bended knee to pray
Even though
There might not be much time
Or even have one day
There is some that I want you to all know
That I am happy that you are my partners in crime
I am so thankful that you all have been there
When you seen me fall
So this why I am here to say
Even though this might not be fair
But soon it will be time for heaven's call
Thank you again, for Never Walking Away
By Frank Pulver
Dec 5,2011
poem by Frank Pulver
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Torn Apart
Well I went down to your house just the other day
Only to discover you had gone astray
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Well I called you on the tele just the other day
Only to discover you had gone astray
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
Torn apart
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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Cancer-Lord and Family is My Cure
What, why, how can this be
I know this is not happening to me
As the tears are running down my eyes
Hating this feeling that I am know starting to despise
Something that I have already went through
I got over it once and I guess it is something that I got to get used too
All I ever hear them say
Is that you are okay
Because they have a cure
It is funny to me because sometime I feel they are not really sure
I am sorry this poem that I sound so rude
And so crude
Boy I am so glad that everyone can't feel what I feel
Because then they would know that this pain is so real
As it hurts my heart, body and soul and at times it seems to get worst
But never hurt as day of my first
There is nothing worse than looking like a skeleton with all of these wire and tubes
And feeling like I am a science project in a class cube
Well I know there was a lot that I had to say
But I had to get it out, because I really know I am going to be okay
So yes as that pain will come and go
This is something that I surely know
That our days come and go really fast
But I know the Lord is going to keep me next to my Family and I am here to make it last
By Frank Pulver
Nov 29,2011
poem by Frank Pulver
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With the Strength of You (Thank You)
Even though as we come to a close of this Thankful Day
There are things that we need to think
about as we end the night as we pray
That this world is full of the homeless out there
And to many of us it seems like we will never care
That there are many reasons that they are out there
by no fault of their own
As they find themselves hungry and alone
Just remember in that pray it does not matter what we say
But make sure we ask us to the Lord to help to help show us the way
To help them show them that there are people that people really care
About everything that they were went through
And we can all come together in with the Strength of You
So as the time it comes for us to give thanks again
We all can finally Say Thank You Amen
By Brank Pulver Nov 25,2011
poem by Frank Pulver
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World Of Clowns
People who cover their true faces with makeup
People who act totally different from who they really are
People who are bad actors, but good performers
People who don't take things seriously
People who have fake sense of humor to replace their hurts
People who live fake lives to impress the audience around us
People who are masters at doing tricks to give false leads to the most attentive watchers
People who fall down again and again just to get the reaction
People who laugh even though there's no more smiles in them
People who have a fear of themselves
We
Are
A
World
of
Clowns
poem by Hope Denton
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To Control and Hold Back the Tears
Not many Americans really know what goes on,
And why when we get home so many of us veterans have in common,
Even though a lot of our memories are not the same,
We still have the same feelings as we lost our buddies and still can remember them name by name.
It all starts as we go out and go on patrol,
We pray to come back in one piece, which is our goal.
And yes, this is something that everyone prays for,
Because we see so much that hurts our hearts more and more.
To see our buddies get thrown and blown around,
Some are hurt and some just wounded, but others are heaven bound.
Coming back home is something that we all have to deal with and it is very hard,
Especially as we see our friends being buried in a National Cemetery grave yard.
To think that we will always remember these things as we get older and go through the years,
It's hard for us not to think about it and hold back the tears.
Some of us come with deep echoes and ringing sounds in our mind,
This causes us to lose control and to keep our way of thinking in a bind.
It is really hard for a lot of people to understand what it feels like to come back,
And to always feel like you are under attack.
Yes, this time of pain and is hard to control.
with help from the Lord and our family, we try to calm our soul.
As the time goes on and more and more of us are coming back and being diagnosed,
It finally helps us come out of our deep and wanting to be alone, and comatose.
Thank you to everyone that wants to try to understand what it feels like for us to go through and see what we see.
Because in our lives, it is finally here to show us that there is someone who cares for them and for me.
By Frank Pulver
SSgt/ USMCR
poem by Frank Pulver
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Survive
Whatever happened to you
The one that was so beautiful
I could count on you to make my life a little brighter
I always thought you were built to last
But I never saw anything fall apart so fast
You were born in freedom
To be a slave to your inhibitions
Inventing excuses and proving the right to back up your condition
But a soul like that aint tied too tight
And its liable to scatter all over the night
Seasons change
Some people get old and die
Great cities are built up and torn down
But I see youre still alive
Seasons change
Some people get old and die
Great cities are built up and torn down
So how could you survive
Im not asking for much
Only for time to stop
And history to go unrecorded
And people not to be people
People not to be people
People not to be people
People not to be people not to b
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Hiding Emotion in Metaphors
I'm sitting here wondering
can i hide my emotion through words
writing in metaphors
when really its all plain
I'm broken
easy enough to say
but what does it mean
I'm in pieces
i don't work anymore
I'm broken
who says that to explain emotion
except a poet
finding metaphor for emotion
does it mean I'm sad, yes
does it mean I'm torn, yes
what does torn mean
torn like an old rug
torn like a dollar bill
ripped to shreds, broken
who needs a metaphor to explain emotion
when its laid out in front of everyone
my eyes are swollen
my body is bruised
my words are silent
my smile is fake
its all plain and simple
laid out like a flashing sign
i am broken
even though my emotions are plain
i still have to explain through metaphors
because people don't look for a simple answer
they look for the secrets people tell
is she holding back tears
is her smile today real
I'm broken
but people don't look to see me
they look to find emotion
encoded in this poem
hiding my feelings
in this metaphorical language
because people don't look
i am broken
poem by Audrey Marie Kay
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Alone And Torn
Stuck in a corner, or so it feels
Struck into dark, my light conceals
Snuck on past, past the repeals
Tuck my mind, depressing ideals
Searching for the will, alone, torn,
I depart inward, alone, torn
My greater jihad, ignorance would be bliss
Nigh is temptation, cast into a sinful abyss
Why is the question, one to reminisce
Cry out for help, somethings terribly amiss
Yearning for the will, alone, torn,
I emaciate away, alone, torn
Dazed by the truth, longing to repent
Fazed by my failure, inwardly I lament
Phased must be this battle, a battle of torment
Amazed if I succeed, I can't circumvent
Corroding without the will, alone, torn
I asphyxiate my soul, alone, torn
poem by Izik Alcox
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Do Not Care to Understand What We Go Through
I come here to tell about how I got sent over foreign lands to live
And how I had to give up everything I had to give
As you young people have the chance to go out and some have beers
And I am left here with my heart missing my family and filled with tears
It is really dumb
That many of you young people do not care to understand what we do for your freedom
I wish you could take the time to see everything that we go through
And that is the willingness to give up our life for you
Well many of you do not care and will not read this
But there one this thing that I want to wish
And many of you really and surely know
Exactly where that is and where you can go
So many of you would say that is to go to hell
But only God really can tell
By Frank Pulver
poem by Frank Pulver
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The Pain That You Went Through
As I think of my past
Tears start to run down my eyes
And this is a memory that will never go away but it will last
Of the things I did to you guys
I remember as sometimes I would come to your rooms at night
And I would talk to you about what you did that day
And how I would hug you so tight
Before I would turn out light and we would pray
I miss the sound of your each of your voices
This hurts me because of all the pain that I caused the both of you
Sometimes we make the wrong choices
And how I can now feel the pain that you went through
There are times when I should know what I needed to do
Especially when I knew that you wanted to talk to me and you waited by the phone
Because I knew that all you wanted to say is daddy we love you
This hurts me because s I felt like I left the both of you feeling alone
So please forgive me in the things that I have done
And I want us to be pals again and for the both of you see
That I am proud of the both of my sons
And all I want is us to be is a family
poem by Frank Pulver
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When Love Hurts
(2/22/12)
When love hurts - where do you hide your broken heart
That has been ravaged and torn apart.
How do you ease the pain you feel
When you no longer know what's fantasy or real.
Love hurts because you did not open your eyes
You rushed in totally blind.
The physical beauty is what attracted you
Now your heart is broken in two.
When love hurts - and you see others
Walking hand in hand, and you look at your life
And you can't understand.
When love hurts is when words start flying
And you know that there is some lying
Words are thrown with out remorse
And you wonder what was the course.
When love hurts - you try to block it from your mind
But it'll be with you for a very long time.
The pain starts rising from your gut
And climbs its way to your heart
And it starts to tear it apart.
When love hurts - there are two things
That you can do - pray to god
And tell a friend or two
For all will help and follow through.
When love hurts - just cry silently or
You can cry openly, for crying helps
To relieve some of the pain.
Just like the earth when it gets the rain.
It renews you like a flower is renewed
So you'll know what you have to do.
poem by Louis Rams
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Does Love Hurt?
A lot of people believe
That love is the most painful feeling
They just believe that
Love hurts
Does love hurts?
Love doesn't hurt at all
Love is the most wonderful feeling on earth
With this you feel protected
Love gives you a suiting feeling
Loves takes you to wonderful places
Who says love hurts?
Love gives you passion
Love makes you reach the stars
Love smells like freshly bloomed flowers
Love makes you swim the deepest ocean
Love makes you move mountains
Love builds bridges..
Love is Love
So you think that
Loving someone who doesn't love you back hurts?
Loving somebody who loves another hurts
Loving nobody at all hurts?
Being loved by nobody hurts?
So love does hurt?
I don't think so
Falling out of love hurts
Betrayal hurts
Not having love hurts
Love doesn't hurt
poem by Karima Puzon
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Tired
You've been talking for an hour,
and I swear to God that I can't hear a word you say
So would you come to me, come to me
I get caught up and the waves of conversation they wash over me
And they cover me, they cover me
Should I just pack my things and leave
Would I be a bigger man if I built a wall around your heart
and dared you to come in
I could lie to you and say I didn't mean it
But hurts a funny thing and it makes you stronger
[chorus:]
All is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling and it makes you stronger
Well I believe I'm just plain tired
There's a funny way your lip shakes when I know that you've been lying,
and it touches me
It comforts me, it comforts me
I guess I should be satisfied, did you say you love me half the time
Well let's settle there, we can build from there, build from there
Would you be happier if I was only half the man I am
You could shadow me and dare me to come in
I could lie to you and say I didn't mean it
But it really doesn't matter when you stop to think about it
[CHORUS]
The end is coming she don't even feel it
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well I believe I'm just plain tired, I'm tired (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Should I just pack my things and leave
Would I be a bigger man if I built a wall around your heart
and dared you to come in
I can lie to you, say I didn't mean it
But hurts a funny thing, hurts a funny thing
[CHORUS]
The end is coming she don't even feel it
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well I believe I'm just plain tired, tired
Well all is nothing in moderation
Dirty feeling, strange sensation
I believe, I believe
Believe I'm tired
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXXVI: Cover
We cover bitterness with satyr
We cover sadness with smile
We cover happiness with tears
We cover pride with stubbornness
We cover anger with jokes
We cover grudge with loyalty
We cover love with play
We cover lust with generosity
We cover sorrow with toughness
We cover ambition with hard work
We cover hope with pessimism
We cover fear with deniable
We cover dream with horror
We cover shame with sarcasm
We cover lone with rebellion
We cover clueless with boasting
We cover ignorance with invisibility
We cover truth with shadow
We cover trouble with distraction
We cover envy with humiliation
We cover lie with innocence
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hurting People
Far away, in a fairytale land,
Underneath an unforgiving sky,
Amidst the wastes of the wilderness lie:
The people of our cities and towns.
Tears fall from their eyes,
As they scream out, "Why? "
Wasted out by life's tough course,
Their eyes glisten red.
They are like walking dead.
Deep inside is filled with scars,
The longing of a lonely heart,
The feeling of being torn apart,
The desire to belong somehow:
When all they feel is pain,
But they still have no gain.
Crying and hurting people-
They fill our streets.
If we would but lift our eyes to see.
They sit beside us in the pews,
They live behind their masquerade.
Stuck inside an eternal wait.
At night they cry themselves to sleep,
Wishing for someone who really cares,
Someone they don't have to beware.
Crying, hurting people, don't pass by!
Please take the time to see how they are-
Put your arm around them, tell them you care.
Show them by your actions,
That you mean what you say,
That you care about them night and day.
Even if you can't see it,
We are all hurting inside:
Torn apart by the falsities and the lies.
All it takes is someone who cares,
To change the world of someone
Who thinks it's all said and done.
Crying, hurting people,
Everyone could use a little love-
The kind that comes from above,
When nothing is expected in return
Just something to help them along.
Something to free them from a heartbreak song.
For all us crying, hurting people,
Please stop, and take time,
Keep us always in your mind.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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