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'I was dead for some days
Hard to detect my vanished life
Blank in dark abyss breathless
Treated and treated in hard strife

I was resuscitated by God's grace
On screen back to pattern my life
Back anew netted with my mistress
Trapped to type a new life rife'

poem by Indira Renganathan
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I Wouldn't Treat A Dog

when i was up
You'd always come around
When i need a friend
You could never be found
I got a hole
Where my heart used to be
I wouldn't treat a dog, no
The way you treated me
When time was good, love
All of your lovin' was the same
Oh, when the goin' got rough
Boy, you hardly knew my name
You locked me out
And you threw away the key, baby
I wouldn't treat a dog, no no no
The way you treated me
Got me cryin for the love
That i'm needin'
Beggin' like a dog for a bone
Boy, i've spent most of my time grievin'
You turn you back
And you leave me, one of these old days
Lord knows that it's true
Just when you need me the most
I'll be walking out on you
When you say
As you're beggin' down on your knees, baby
I wouldn't treat a dog, no no no
The way you treated me
The way you treated me
I wouldn't treat a dog, no no no
The way you treated me
No, no i wouldn't do it
No, baby, i couldn't do it
I wouldn't treat a dog, no no no
The way you treated me
No baby, the way you treated me

song performed by by Cher
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hard Times

Well, I recall days in the city
And I think back, oh what a pity
Rememberin how it wasnt pretty
Every day life in the city
Out in the street we had to take it
With friends around, couldnt it
What wasnt there, we had to make it
Hangin out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
We had to fight to be accepted
It wasnt right and I protested
For hangin out we got arrested
Every day life in the city
Wed go to school and then wed cut out
Go to the park and space our heads out
We called it fun but there was some doubt
Hangin out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
I dont wanna be there or even think back
I dont wanna be there, now Im on the right track, yeah
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
I dont wanna be there or even think back
I dont wanna be there, cause Im on the right track
Now Im on the right track
Im finally on the right track
Im finally on the right track

song performed by by Kiss
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Feeling At 1: 04am,27/11/10

A night of mares
A night of many stares
A night when you appear hopeless
A night you seem helpless
A night you stand to be hapless

When you are treated like a dog
Noisy and best only in barking
When you are treated like a frog
Assummed cold blooded and best only in frowning
When you are treated like a log
Lifeless and best only in sleeping without a feeling
When you are treated like a criminal in the synagogue
Ruthlessly and left decaying
When you are treated myopic as if in fog
half blind and short of seeing
When you are treated as one who can only jog
slow and lame in running
When you are treated like a bog
With no respect, dirty and best only for waste disposing
When you are treated like a dog, a frog, a log, a bog
Will you stop doubting
Will you be a healthy person to be living?

poem by Julius Lenjatin
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Life Is Hard

Life is hard anyway you cut it
Life is sweet like a berry from a tre
Life is temptation, baby, every single day
Life is hard
Life is funny, I dont mean ha-ha
Its not always sunny when it needs to be
Life is frightening, nothing lasts forever
Life is hard
My time
Is next to nothing
My time
Falls on you, yeah
Everything
Is in motion
Life is hard
Life is precious, no matter how you see it
Life is crazy like yellow fishes in the street
Life is lonely, when youre not with me
Life is hard
Gentleman,
Is that your story?
Hanging religion from a tree, yeah
My time is next to nothing
Life is hard
My time
Is next to nothing
My time
Falls on you, yeah
Everything
Is in motion
Life is hard
My time
Falls on you, yeah
Life is hard
Life is hard

song performed by by John Mellencamp
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Nothing to Excite the Dead to Dance

Okay!
Now that the smelling salts have been applied...
And you have survived from revival visitations,
With Howdy Dowdy, Buffalo Bob and Clarabelle.
And your fixations with the way things were in the 60's,
Can be quickly packed away to rust!
With your awards for thrusting your hips doing the 'Twist'.
Get this...
Those days are not coming back.
Get that?
Those days are not coming back!
Snap out of it.

What is being done today,
Will not make you way of life,
Any more popular than you believe it should be!
As a museum exhibition treated with preserved dignity!
Maybe a sleeping aid...
To put those who have progressed to sleep.
But nothing to excite the dead to dance!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Loverman

You treated me hard and made my heart ache
I know youre only human, and men they make mistakes
Your life with her turned to black
And now you want our love back
Well come into my arms and fall, my lover man
Was it a gypsys curse or a hex sign
Or was it just that simple thing that led you from these arms of mine
Oh yes, Ive had the days
To grow used to your foolish ways
And what is it really, after all, my lover man
I can see the change in your eyes
Theres no need to apologize
We stood at the wishing well
Our dreams like coins into the water fell
The water so cold and black
There was no going back
I dont mean to cause you hurt or cause you pain
Life is short and loves a dirty game
Now theres no need for our game to end
Come close and well begin
To find our beautiful selves again, my loverman
My loverman
My loverman

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Was Blind, For Not Seeing The Real You!

i must of been blind,
for dreaming of you,
you use to be everything,
i wanted,
how wrong was i?
for being on cloud nine,
way up high,
until you said,
that i was crazy,
i would admit,
i was crazy,
for falling for you,
but, it wasn't long,
before i knew the truth,
you controlled me like a toy,
when life was already hard,
made me feel like,
i was alone,
when i was with you,
you never really man up,
even though you made me,
believe that you would,
nothing was what i wanted,
once you started to pay,
it was like everything changed,
you were not the guy i once knew,
or should i say boy,
nobody should ever get treated,
the way you treated me,
having limits on who i can talk to,
and other stuff,
that was easy to control.
i seen you hate,
when i take control of my life,
it wasn't what you thought,
i would ever do,
i was weak,
i give you that,
but, once i opened my eyes,
i realize,
I'M BETTER THAN THIS,
I DON'T NEED AN A$$ LIKE YOU.

4-6-10

poem by Mona Martinez
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The Tradition

Tradition is not a path I know. Set before me is a greatness my family knows nothing of. For none of us has made much more then 30,000 a year. Educational wise college hasn't been a strong suit. But these days I feel its needed especially if one has to rely on themselves. I've seen what happens if you have it too easy. My one sister went down that dark road. I've also seen what one with the smarts to make it all the way but is pushed to hard and treated to harshly. Me and my other sister traveled down this road. But for me I will persevere and do things no one thinks I'm capable of. I have not failed. I have been just delayed. Hopefully soon things will be set in motion that will take me down a road I will travel alone. I have high hopes and goals, that will take years to complete. But its has been a long and fair wait. And now i can put my talents, skills, to a use I've been so longing to do. And I pause for their is so many that I've left behind in the past year. Some because of the way they treated me. Other because of how they treated others. Yet more I met under the wrong circumstances which caused and creative differences. I did not mean for it to happen that way but yet it did. I dont regret any of it. I will always remember the good times. In the end i tend to not value friends for they come and go. But family will always be thier. It is very hard lesson to learn sometimes. But in the end it holds true almost always. With certain exceptions. This is my path of tradition

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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List Of Things You Want

You want to be treated fairly.
You want to be treated right.
You want to be treated with respect.
And your dignity protected day and night.

What makes your needs any different than mine?
And why should I treat you more thoughtfully,
Than you have treated me?
And you taught me the many faces,
Of mental and physical abuse.
With declarations to make me feel,
Unqualified to be near a gutter.

And you want what?
From me?
To prove to you I can be humane?
I know I did not hear you say that?
And you called me a heathen too?
Heathens do not give the shirts off their backs.

You want to be treated fairly.
You want to be treated right.
You want to be treated with respect.
And your dignity protected day and night.

And...
May I add,
An all expense paid trip to Fantasy Island.
Hosted by the best psychiatrist available.
With a need to stay.
Put that on your list of things you want.
To have us both hope that happens.
And not soon enough.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The freedom cry

She used to live a happy life,
until a strange hand came and took her away.
She used to be free like the birds in the sky,
until one day, her freedom was set ablaze.
She used to feel the joy of life,
but now life feels like a plague.

She was taken far away,
very very far away
away from her her motherland
into a foriegn land to be a slave.
Now, her smiles have fade,
her joy misplaced.
Her cheerful heart is filled with tears,
for she is still very little in years.

Now, life seems meaningless
in hurts, life felt like hell.
She cry all day, even with no cloth to where
but there is none to wipe her tears.
She is no more treated with respect,
for her rulling days were ended.

Behold! See how the mighty have fallen,
the daughter of the great king is forgottten.
Not even her father's wealth could bring her back,
for she is nowhere to be found in the stranger's land.
Her hope faded, her fate lost
her joy ended, her heart void.

Her sorrowful days seems endless,
her dark days seems timeless.
Until one day her freedom cry was heard,
by that lovely stranger with so much beard
who had come from a beautiful city afar,
behold! He is the king's right hand.

Tears of joy rolled down her face,
smile on joy was once again seen on her eyes.
Behold! Back are the happy days,
for she's been saved by the freedom cry.

poem by Randy Micheal
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What Had Been Touched

When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.

When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.

But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
And that is realized when someone wanted,
Isn't in bed...
To think about what had been touched,
And...
When it was 'there'.
Ready to share.

When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.

But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.

With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Prepared to share.

With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Fighting off frustration.

Some days I might try,
To delay it.
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.

To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
With a wanting to have excessive sensations...
Come back to life.

Come back to life.

With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
What had been touched.

With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trying So Hard To Forget

Written by peter green and adams.
You know life can be so sad
Sometimes you just sit right down and cry
You know life can be so sad
Sometimes you just sit right down, and you cry
Sometime your luck it gets so bad
Maybe youd be better off if you should die
Yes Ive tried so hard not to remember
And people Ive tried so hard to forget
Ive tried so hard not to remember
And people Ive tried so hard to forget
But I cant stop my mind wandering
Back to the days I was just a down trodden kid
Some folks have such a good life
You know they just get on that big train, and you ride
You know some folks have such a good life
They just get on that big train, and you ride
I would spend most of my days
Running and hiding from the world outside
If I ever get to heaven
You know, that sure would ease my worried mind
Yes, if I ever get to heaven
That sure would ease my worried life
You know when I find that place in the sky
People Im gonna leave this old world behind

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXIX: Human

In this world everybody is said to have right to live
But to be treated as human sometimes killing the human inside
In this world everybody can love anybody they like
But to be treated as human you can’t fall to the wrong person
In this world everybody has special gift
But to be treated as human all should meet a cliché standard
In this world everybody stands in the same position
But to be treated as human the order comes first before the law
In this world everybody could hold any religion
But to be treated as human nobody should have another God

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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All Day

Well Im hiding my eyes from the morning sun
And I keep on working till the work is all done
But a voice in my head keeps ticking away
As the sweats hosed down from yet another day
Well he works hard
And he lives hard
And he breaks his back without nothing to gain
While the boss man sits around and drinks champagne
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one transition
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one decision
Well Im peeling the blisters off my working hand
Is that what it takes to make you understand?
That its something you read, not something you meant
To be slaving away without a shred of integrity
He worked hard
And he lived hard
And he broke his back without nothing to say
While the man in control was just laughing away
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one transition
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one decision
Was it something you read?
Was it something you meant?
Was it something you said?
Or was it heaven sent?
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one transition
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one decision

song performed by by Ministry
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Looking Dark

As the tree covered by his own bark,
The truest and invisible site of our character is 'dark'.
It also covers our life; more than light,
It remains with us even in bright; as shadow,
If it is not there than the life becomes a room without any door and window.
Born in dark, sleep in dark and
Death in dark; emotions also comes in dark......
That's true, we get the techniques to be sharp; only in dark.
What is dark?
It is the most hard mark of life,
Of its own type, and never get removed instead we sacrifice our life,
Because it is not worst or bad but it is the shed which always keep our self out from the worst,
Unless we become lost...
In this untidy world.
Dark has many kinds, it is what?
Answer revolves around the human's mind.
If it is dirty, on one could clean it.
Or if it is clean, everyone could seen; this dream.
Because when the dark becomes visible....
Than human its self got the power of double.....
So please try to see your own dark......

poem by Prateek Khard
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Take Me Back To Chicago

Take me back to chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best
Take me back to chicago
Where music was all I had
I tried to be good as I could
And sometimes that made me sad
Take me back to chicago, to chicago
Why dont you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To chicago
I still dream of the lake of peacefulness
The warm summer breeze
cause my life was so much simpler then
Street corners and tastee freeze
Take me back to chicago
cause hustlins not my style
L.a. was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child
Livin back in chicago, in chicago
Why dont you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To chicago
Take me back to chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best
Take me back to chicago
cause hustlins not my style
L.a. was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child
Livin back in chicago, in chicago
Why dont you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To chicago
Take me back, take me back....

song performed by by Chicago
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My parents were divorcing, and I think at certain times of your life you do attract the wrong type of person. You don't know any better, and you don't know how you'd like to be treated.

quote by Lisa Snowdon
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Treated Bad Again

Hey girl dont come to me and ask me for a helpin hand
cause by the way things seem to be, I would never ever understand
When he comes to you, you always take him back
Hey girl, just wait and see, youre bound to have a heartattack
cause whenever you meet
It always turns out the same
Youre treated bad again
Treated bad again
Hey girl why cant you learn that changes can be made
cause when he comes to you, you got to turn and walk the other way
Go out, hit the town, try to look for something new
Go out, mess around, understand what you are going through
Cause whenever you meet
It always turns out the same
Youre treated bad again
Treated bad again
So many nights
My thoughts bring me to you
Ive seen him come and go
And so many years
You dont know
Ive been watching you
But baby, baby
Would something change if you knew < >

song performed by by Europe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hard is Life

Hard is life,
when you're living life
out on the street-hard is
life, when you're living life
out on the street,
Hard is life,
when you're living life
with not enough to eat-

Hard is life,
when you're so lonesome
and alone, Hard is life,
when you're so lonesome
and alone,
Hard is life, when you're
living the life of a
rolling stone-

Hard is life, when living
life has become a bore,
Hard is life, when living
life has become a bore,
Hard is life,
when you're looking
for strength, but you just
aint got no more!

poem by Dorsey Baker
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Hard Work

Doing back breaking work
Puts a new light on life
Makes you see
How to appreciate life

Getting hands dirty
And mucking in dirt
Makes you realize
That life is hard work

Dusting the cobwebs
And scrubbing the floors
Makes you just love
The hard work
You've just done

It's a labour of love
At a job well done

Now its time to sit back
And relax in the sun

You feel happy content
At all that you've done

So pat your own back
At a job well done

poem by Kaila George
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