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Just Old and Tired Methods

I remembered being 'tagged' smart.
And intelligent.
Not only to make me feel different...
But to 'label' my qualities.
To ensure I was to feel...
A degree of being out of place!

As if an ability to think,
For many of them then...
Was a disease.
No one wanted to catch!
And I was to feel contaminated.

I thank God I didn't listen.
But as a child being stubborn,
I wanted to spread my affliction.
An addiction I had to be totally annoying.

Now that I am much older and wiser,
I think of those who had been afraid...
To be themselves.
Conditioned they were and enslaved.
And creating their own comforting discomforts...
Surrounded by a decadence taught and instilled!

And today,
I see the dismay in urban cities.
I see the decay allowed by those
Who chose ignorance as their way of life,
To live.
Seeking welfare handouts or corporate 'bailouts'
To erase the affects of quick slick greed.
That came to ease the feeding...
Of a pretentious way of life.
Bleeding...
To leave them suffering in strife and sorrow.
On borrowed time and on someone else's fortunes,
They wish to pick over.

These 'traps' are nothing new!
They are just old and tired methods...
To expand the addiction of self indulgence,
At someone's expense!
And refusing a complete overhaul.

And those of 'smart intelligent' are sought now,
To sacrifice their lives lived...
With an empathy and good deeds,
To lift these fools from a collective lazy gluttony.

Even though they may be despised for their efforts,
Brilliance and talents claimed.
They are relied upon to shoulder...
The brunt of darkness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Addiction

My addiction
It is a story of my addiction
Loved her a lot
Cared a lot
However, everything I do for her, never seems perfect
I am truly alone and not even my addiction is with me anymore
She is so far away, that her presence I cannot even feel
I am addicted to her
However, she is not addicted to me
Since, she can live without me
Love, seems good in stories
Although, in reality love pains and does make one bleed
Tears of joy always fade away
Sorrow creeps in life
To be honest I feel so empty without you
Although, reaching out to you is impossible
Earlier, I tried my best
To impress you, I did everything
However, you are my addiction, which is out of my reach
All that I can do is weep and weep
Even then, you will never be mine.

poem by Rohit Sapra
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Doing What It Takes To Feel One's Best

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do...
To get the attention.
Misconceptions about that are taught to those,
To leave them feeling insecure to be left exposed.
And psychologically dependent on others.

Those who are seeking the attention,
Are the ones making the excuses...
For everything done they do,
To avoid doing that which they should.
Fearing then no one would notice them at all.
And for them to be noticed is what is sought.

Leave them alone to figure themselves out,
And they wouldn't know what to do 'with' clues.
Especially if no one is there to listen,
To their opinions given or their version of life...
Yet for them to live.
But they'll try to convince others they know about.

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do to get the attention.
Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is something one does to comprehend.
And many not comprehending,
Can also be viewed amongst those refusing to listen.

Only a life lived to be one's best,
Is often a life lived making fewer excuses.
With less complaints heard,
To create and produce to seduce someone else...
For whatever the reason found around,
To digest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Defending My Right To Exist

Defending my right to exist...
Didn't leave too much time,
To feel insecurities.
Or get emotional about them.
I was always reminded that I wasn't who I was!

I looked like so and so,
And spoke like someone else.
And living in a place where nicknames were preferred,
It was rather difficult to maintain an identity.
Since being clownish and down to Earth,
Was a lesson taught.
And to be ignorant was the main objective.
Few people dared to express knowledge of anything.

Hey,
What can I say?
Even today...
This is not an exaggeration.

Needless to say,
Folks still living in that same mindset...
Seem not to be able to understand,
Why their visits to jails and prisons...
Are more frequent and have more of a priority,
Than when their 'children' were misbehaving in schools.
And teachers are blamed for this?

Defending my right to exist,
Didn't leave too much time,
To feel insecurities.
Or get emotional about them.
I was always reminded that I wasn't who I was!

However...
I was told I 'thought' I was better than everyone else,
Because I spoke as if I was 'intelligent'.
You know,
Clear and not like a...well...
Bunny rabbit!
And I had more than being a 'bad' little boy,
With going to jail on my mind.
I wanted to have my own identity for some reason.
With a wish to be successful at whatever I chose to do!

And there are those who try to convince others,
My accomplishments do not mean a thing!
And to them,
I wouldn't expect that they would.
Since I've lived to witness...
What many of them regard as important.
And hearing the children who brag,
About how much jail time they have served.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Impatiently Immobiled

One's addiction to greed,
Eventually becomes...
A mental and physical,
Deficiency.

Observed but not admitted,
Are those who habitually...
Feed with gluttony,
Their disturbing selfish needs.

And excuses with them,
Continue in abundance.
As is their abuses,
Go undenied.

Attempts to tell those they are sick,
With an illness.
Becomes a battle against,
Those convinced they should be enabled.

Defending someone with a disease like this,
Does not do them justice!
But traps them inside a mind that lies.
With discipline wishes for them never to exist.

One's addiction to greed,
Eventually becomes...
A mental and physical deficiency.
Until impatiently immobiled!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kill Me With Your Kiss

Once is all it takes to get that toxic addiction..
I wanna feel your kiss, just crush me,
And break me apart.
That addictive taste always gets my heart
And won’t let me escape,
Blow that kiss that leaves me gasping
One more time.
Let me feel that lighting, strike me,
And knock me out

She broke off the addiction and took off
I wanna feel your game, just crush me,
And break me down.
She got messed up downtown
And addicted to drugs,
Blow that kiss that gets me dehydrated
One last time.
Let me feel those lips, light me,
And burn me down

I wasted all of my life
To feel your kiss, just crush me,
And disintegrate me
Sher wanted to get me again with that kiss
And kill me,
Blow that kiss that leaves me thirsty
And restrain my mind.
Let me feel that kiss, contaminate me,
And take me down

poem by Aiden Florence
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In Need of a Smothered Cuddle

You seek to establish a shoulder free to weep on.
And those traps may offer comfort to some.
But those accustomed to running...
Are not the bleeders on the sleeve type.
Prepared they are to stumble.
And not afraid to live life without a safety net.
My guess would be you'd feel threatened,
By the expression of weakness...
You perceive is in need of a smothered cuddle.
One that is kept discreet in secret addiction.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Many in Vain, Reasonless Relationships (song)

This was all such vanity,
Without the slightest purpose,
Without a half decent reason.
Like so many others seen today,
Our relationship was a lie.

It took me quite some years,
But I saw right through you,
And all the damaging fibs
You plagued me with throughout.
This, before you stole my innocents.

I was one of the smart,
Or was I one of the strong.
One who wasn’t afraid of you,
Or one that was too stubborn
To live with your unfaithfulness.

So many relationships like ours.
Where she is dealt this affair,
But most are not strong like I.
To leave you in your own despair,
And go about my own peaceful life.

I was one of the smart,
Or was I one of the strong?
One who wasn’t afraid of you,
Or one that was too stubborn
To live with your unfaithfulness.

poem by Britney Hogue
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All I Ever Wanted

What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
Too good
You could
Be so misunderstood
Snow pure
Demure
Don't feel so insecure
Heaven would be lonely without you
You satisfy the need in me
No-one makes me feel the way you do
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
Maligned
You'll find
A strength to ease your mind
Trust fate
Relate
This trial you'll tolerate
Summer would be bitter without you
You satisfy the need in me
Sunshine couldn't warm me like you do
Devotion's what you read in read
All I ever wanted
Was to be with you just to be with you
All I ever wanted
Just to be with you to be free with you
Review
Brand new
You know you'll see it through
From now
I wow
They'll take what you allow
Paradise so dreary without you
I couldn't last a day without you
Nothing else could take the place of you
You know I wouldn't stay without you
All I ever wanted
Was to be with you just to be with you
All I ever wanted
Just to be with you to be free with you
Yeah be with you
All I ever wanted
Come on be with you
To be free with you
Totally with you
Hey be with you
All I ever wanted
I believe in you
I believe in you
Hey hey yeah
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
What are you going to say and what are you going to do ?
All I ever wanted
Just to be with you
Just to be with you
All I ever wanted
Want to be with you
Got to be with you
All I ever wanted
Was to be with you
Just to be with you
All I ever wanted
Just to be with you
To be free with you
Yeah be with you
All I ever wanted
Come on be with you
Be with you
All that I want to do
Hey be with you
All I ever wanted
Come on be with you
Everything that I do
Yes I do it for you
Yeah be with you
All I ever wanted
Come on be with you

song performed by by Human League
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A parable about a real woman

There were six men in her life
And they all loved her, but...
Their love was so different.
The first one was very rich.
He loved her because she was beautiful.
He just wanted to have a doll,
To demonstrate her to everyone
And listen to everyones' saying:
'Wow! What a beauty you've got! '
So, she had left him.
The second one loved her because he loved sex
And all the time in bed he repeated:
'Oh, you behave like a whore!
I want you more and more.'
She was fed up with him and left him too.
The third one wanted her to give birth to 11 boys
As he wanted to make his own football team.
She wouldn't say that she didn't like football or children
But....11 boys! She just imagined their noise.
The forth man was a famous sculptor.
She was a muse for him, his Goddess.
He even made a pedestal for her.
But she also had to leave him
As she didn't want to be a secret object.
The fifth one liked the way she cooked.
But he was always hungry, so she understood:
If one day she wouldn't have enough food for him
He would eat her leaving only the bones.
There were six men in her life
And they all loved her but....
Their love was so different.
When the sixth man came into her life
He proclaimed: 'I love you because you are a REAL WOMAN! '
He loved her when she was smiling,
He loved her when she was crying,
He loved her when she was capricious or angry.
But her food was so delicious.
He loved her when she was sometimes foolish
Or sometimes very smart.
He loved her when she was sometimes lazy
And didn't feel like cooking.
He loved her because she was just a woman,
A woman with a womanly soul.
And she had to be understood.
She loved him because he discovered her soul.
She loved him because he was just a man.
When he looked at her or just touched her
Her soul was coming to light.
He had brought her life to delight.
She loved him because he was a REAL MAN.

There were six men in her life, but...
May be there were not six but seven or eight?
Who knows?

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Interpretations of Life

Many are finding it easier,
To substitute any reality...
For quick trips away,
To escape from their own
Interpretations of life!

A shameless feeding of fantasy...
Has many people demanding more police,
To protect them from a way of life...
They have allowed and wished upon themselves.

They wished to see themselves better 'than'.
So throughout their history,
They took from others...
And declared them enemies.

They stripped them of their resources,
To claim stolen goods as their 'interests'.
They created their own isolation.
And in celebration...
This ignorance was praised.

Insecurity has increasingly...
Diminished them into dependency.
And a decadence lived,
Can not hide the blight or stop those frightened...
From what now all can see,
Is a quality of life purely based upon deceit.

Many are finding it easier,
To substitute any reality...
For quick trips away,
To escape from their own
Interpretations of life!

And they wish to love what they feel is right.
But how can this be done?
When all that has been happening,
Has been condoned,
By an addiction to restrict reality.
And the price paid to keep that hushed...
Is indebted to those,
Who 'allow' them to borrow funds...
To keep thoughts of greatness alive!

And how can a people thrive on the idea of greatness?
Simple.
Standards are lowered.
Mediocrity is praised.
Availability is cheapened.
And those demanding quality...
Are taught to be ignored.
With a disrespect that comes accepted.
Until it breeds an arrogance.
With a depiction of lost independence.
And a conformity controlled,
By anything that is told!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Through This Slow Involving Process

I've known of sacrifice and limitation,
Most of my life.
I've observed those with wealth,
Drive through my neighborhood.
With noses turned up,
And windows closed tight.

I've walked amongst the rich downtown,
Holding their heads down as I passed.
Or sniff their noses as if I smelled of trash.
They wanted me to notice,
How insignificant they wanted me to feel.
Beneath them.

I never thought I would see a day...
Shine so brightly as these days today.
Times change and forgiveness occurs.
A growth process takes place.
A radiance of faith and hope,
Sparkles within the eyes of so many.

I'm not too quick to forget,
Someone spitting in my face.
Or being disgraced by unfaithful mates.
Or having my name slandered...
All over the place,
By those delighting in character assassinations.
But...
I'm 'trying' to forgive!

However...
I 'am' reminded,
The process of higher consciousness has begun taking affect.
And since I've been 'accused' of being intelligent...
What has happened in my past I 'should' forget!
As if I live my life emotionless.
Empty and free of a feeling to feel!

'Oh do I have some news for some folks.
I am not provoked without storing that away,
In my memory file entitled, 'Things To Address'

But I express my feelings like this...
Seriously.
'I am 'still' a work-in-progress!
And I am doing my very best...
Not to feel sheer joy and happiness,
When someone gets a 'payback'...
Received from a time when they did not mind,
Causing me much duress, anger and bitterness to digest.
And from this...
I am hoping to heal.
Through this slow involving process,
Without expressing too much laughter! '

God 'Is' so good all the time...
Aint He?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Eyes Have Been Open

Listen...
You've already been conditioned,
To ignore those voices of dissent.

You sought to be entertained and absent...
While the government dipped from your savings,
With excuses to smother your common sense.

And now you wish for my opinion on this?
Didn't I give that to you...
As you refused my directness.
Choosing to be screwed by those in silk suits?

Believing my thoughts,
Were from someone bitter and distraught.
And now you feel used like a prostitute abused!

Listen...
Those sobs you hear are closer to your ears.
Not mine!

My eyes have been open for a long long time.
I've never been distracted by the facts.
Or a slick game played,
To backstab me from behind!
Alone and isolated.
With my integrity attacked.

That has been your affliction,
To provide a 'fix' to keep you addicted!

And now you have become sick,
From the overdose of it!
What words do you wish,
To hear spilling from my lips?
An empathy to pity you?

That wont happen today.
Remember you told me just yesterday...
My point of view you did not value!
And people like 'me'...
Will always find reasons to feel betrayed.

Remember you told me that...
Just yesterday?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be The One

I wonder
Why are we involved
With the seasons
And the living of our own
Let me see if nothings wrong
I just want to be the one
(she) wanted
You still give her all our lives
Let her be son
Who is she buying
See her crawl
Ill just make it out
(we dont see it bleeding)
I want to die with you
(something no ones needing)
I left the other day
But youre never here
You only listen to things you want to save
But the power its ok with you
You knew Id find something else to do
Let me be the one
(we dont see it bleeding)
I wanna fly, I wanna die with you
Something no ones
See its not like they
Are gonna take my faith away
Let me in its ok now
Close the door
Is it really needing
When you find a place
Thats only yours
Just go he beams
Well Ive died for good now
Let me feel it
Let her come---let her run---let her run
(now)
Let me be the one
(we dont see it bleeding)
I cant feel it, I cant see it
(something no ones needing)
I feel dumb

song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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Less than precious Stones

Less than precious Stones

I'm so glad you asked
a brilliant question for which
I have a dull answer.

Brilliance has to do
with shine and
dullness with personality.

Like in dimwitted.
A brilliant can be dulled
which makes it less brilliant.

Yet it doesn’t make it
dimwitted. Like some people
are smart but not intelligent

while others are intelligent
but not smart at all. Like how
I'm trying to answer here.

Let’s bet with your polish
you can hone my answer
better than I can lap it.

~~~
Alex Nodopaka Nov©2009
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poem by Alex Nodopaka
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This Time's For Real

Why do you tell me all these lies?
I just want to live my life
I don't want to leave my dreams behind
Tell me
Why am I only getting older?
My patience getting shorter
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Why do you make me feel denied?
Always pushing me aside
You do not decide what's wrong or right
Tell me
Why am I feeling so much pressure?
Am I searching for the answer?
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?

song performed by by Ill NiO
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This Time's For Real

Why do you tell me all these lies?
I just want to live my life
I don't want to leave my dreams behind
Tell me
Why am I only getting older?
My patience getting shorter
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Why do you make me feel denied?
Always pushing me aside
You do not decide what's wrong or right
Tell me
Why am I feeling so much pressure?
Am I searching for the answer?
I'm running out of time
And I hope that I get what I wanted
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
This time's for real
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?
Is there anything I wanted?
Is there anything I needed?
Anything at all?

song performed by by Ill NiO
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More Than Wanted

I have wandered far and wide
For something real something to die for
But I have found you and you do not see
All that is me, all that is true
And I am more than you will see
And I am more than you will need
And I am more than you will see
More than wanted
And as you float the flimsy surface
You should know life lies beneath it
And dont pretend you feel what I feel
For you live illusion and im real
And I am more than you will see
And I am more than you will need
And I am more than you will see
More than wanted
And I am more than you will see
And I am more than you will need
And I am more than you will see
More than wanted
And I know, I know
You like the way you feel when I play
I know, I know
You don't really hear what I say
And I know, I know
You are waiting for something to rain
I know, I know
You wish you could be more than you say
And I am more than you will see
And I am more than you will need
And I am more than you will see
More than wanted
And I am more than you will see
And I am more than you will need
And I am more than you will see
More than wanted
More than you'll love
More than you'll hate
More than you'll have
More than wanted
More than you'll need
More than you'll dream
More than you'll hold
More than wanted
More than you'll crave
More than you'll cherish
More than you'll have
More than wanted

song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Y

Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Pure soul first breath is filled with sin
A young child just born quit suffering
A mother's greed, get high, chasin' ghosts again
This will happen over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
I look into your eyes, I feel your pain, life's insane
I'm gonna do my best to try again and live again
I know we're all the same, we live our lives it's like a game
And still we do it over and over again!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
First communion done, now your life has just begun
Second plot the whole world is looking with a gun
Another child will do it when he's on the run
The vicious circle of life has just begun!
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you!
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be sooo cruel!
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you!
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
Life can be so damn cruel
Don't ask us Y!
It's all been decided for you
Don't ask us Y!
We do the things that we do
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
We feel the same as you
Don't ask us Y!
It's all, yeah, it's all
Don't ask us Y!
It's all decided for you

song performed by by Zug Izland
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Accepting the truth

it been two years since i lost you,
and the years are going up,
it gets easier to think of you,
but having you here will be nice too,
i know you in a good place,
i just wanted you to be happy,
God took you quickly,
you no longer have pain,
i can no longer hold onto you,

and i no longer regret that,
i know you still by my side,
giving me hope and feeling,
that everything will be alright,
you don't have to be here in person,
for me to be alright,
because you taught me everything i needed,
to be the person you wanted me to be,

i don't have to be surrounded by people,
to feel like i belong,
because it only makes me feel more alone,
i don't have to be accepted,
or to appear as normal,
for people to accept me,
because i am who i am,

i won't change a thing,
and i shouldn't have to,
just to be liked,
you taught me that,
why please other people,
when it don't make me happy?

and even though i miss you,
i'm glad i don't regret you being gone,
it was a part of life i don't like,
but i can live with it,
it is what it is.
11/02/10

poem by Mona Martinez
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I'm Still Here

I found the pieces in my hand
They were always there
It just took some time for me to understand
You gave me words I just can't say
So if nothing else
I'll just hold on while you drift away
Cause everything you wanted me to hide
Is everything that makes me feel alive
Cities grow
Rivers flow
Where you are, I'll never know
But I'm still here
If you were right and I was wrong
Why are you the one that's gone
I'm still here
Still here
Seeing the ashes in my heart
The smile the widest
When I cry inside and my insides blow apart
I tried to wear another face
Just to make you proud
Just to make you put me in my place
But everything you wanted to take from me
Is everything that I could never be
Cities grow
Rivers flow
Where you are, I'll never know
But I'm still here
If you were right and I was wrong
Why are you the one that's gone
I'm still here
Maybe tonight
It's gonna be alright
I will get better
Maybe today
It's gonna be okay
I will remember
I held the pieces of my soul
I was shattered and I wanted you to come and make me whole
When I saw you yesterday
But you didn't notice
You just walked away
Cause everything you wanted me to hide
Is everything that makes me feel alive
Cities grow
Rivers flow
Where you are, I'll never know
But I'm still here
If you were right and I was wrong
Why are you the one who's gone
And I'm still here
The lights go out, the bridges burn
Once you're gone, you can't return
I'm still here
Remember how you used to say I'd be the one to run away
But I'm still here
Still here

song performed by by Vertical Horizon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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