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Soiled Garments

He had a vindictive
wife once
who used his pliable
pledged heart

like an old worn
out hand-towel.

Wiped her feet
all over it
walked walked
all over it

then tore it
into strips
and threw it
to the garbage.

The funny thing is
old worn out hearts
don’t wash clean.

Soiled garments
don’t come clean
a single good soak

and clean
is not applicable.

Doesn’t wash out
all the stains.
Doesn’t wash out
the ground in pain.

Ground in deep pain
residue remains.

But time repeated washes
a good stain remover
love joy drying out on
life line bleach washes

old hearts clean with
radiant rays vibrant
sunlight sheen revealing
each days new wonder.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Clean Money

Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Thats what I want to do
I want to spend it on you
Checking on a checkmate
Grassing on a classmate
So beautiful and fortunate
He hates to love, you love to hate
He can fix you for good
cause he is the neighborhood
You cant get money for blood
Blood money for doin no good
But they wont take my love for tender
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Thats what I want to do
I want to spend it on you
Have you made your selection ?
Are you ready for correction ?
cause the wages of sin
Are an expensive infection
And its under the counter
Under the geiger counter
Who stole your thunder ?
But they wont take my love for tender

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Water

Quicksand, my heart is sinking
I try to run but I can't stop thinking
I'm climbin' walls, I'm on the ceilin'
Its gonna take a miracle to heal me
I'm starin' down into the quarry
I see a stone for every sorry
I'm on the edge, I'm goin under
And after I die I'm gonna rise from the water
I wanna blast off,
let gravity dissapear
I'm tired of fallin, fallin, fallin
from the weight of fear
Come and lift me up
into the clean and clear
I'm waitin' on you Jesus in the water here
So come and wash me clean
The sky is red, there's blood on my hands
Cant deny, you're clear where I stand
The burn of sin, I hear them shoutin'
Send me a river to drown this mountain
(Repeat Chorus)
Wash me clean...
Let it wash me, let is wash me, let it wash me clean
(Repeat Chorus)
I wanna blast off,
let gravity dissapear
Come and lift me up,
into the clean and clear
Let it wash me, let it wash me, let it wash me clean

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Tees spoon

Hand is
Use for eat...
Ok...
Wash every time
At your's hands...
At every works...
Wash your's hands...
Clean...
with clean...
Wash And eat food...
Tell about your children
Today...
Wash hands
And eat...
You are lazy
Don't wash
Your hands...
Use tees spoon...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Poem for Mothers' Day

Oh we never know our parents…
isn’t that the cruellest thing?

we were never old enough
to know them as they were;

how I wish I had been just as old
as she and he were; to sit
across the rug from them and say

now tell me the story of your life,
don’t miss out anything..

how could I then not love you more,
you strangers whom I fought to be
myself; where were yourselves the while?

I’m crumpling this poem in
my salty hand and throwing it
into the wind whose wisdom
may dropp it at your feet;
your feet I never washed;
would wash now with my tears;

and then, perhaps, wash history
clean, with touched hands, shared laughter;
as clean now as ever after.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Eternity Rain

Let this rain wash me
Let it wash my virtual sins
Clean my sorrow from the sins of my fathers
Clean my self form this dirt call life
From the false tells of creation
And clean my mind from the empty words of priest
From the dirty political speech
Let this holy rain clean my sorrow form the sin of love
Sin of being the truthful in this life
I want to clean my mind from the thought control
Clean my head form my mum fairy lies
It need the eternity to clean out my soul and my life from this life dirt
To be clean again i need eternity rain

poem by Aryabod Siharyvani
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Wash Yourself

Wash yourself and make yourself clean,
And appear before me with your nakedness and let me love you;
For the faithful city has now become a harlot and,
Your wine is now mixed with water!

You've sold yourself to many and,
Of your beautiful bush which now lay bare;
But everything in life is for a season.

As white as snow and as red as crimson,
But do work towards your dreams always and be clean;
For the smell of your muse is now heard everywhere!
And i want you to wash yourself and be clean.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Survial.

Water comes from the river origin is clean,
I wash my head.

Water comes from the river branch is dirty,
I wash my feet.

Oh sure, when water in the pool is clean,
I jump in to swim.

But, when the pool is dirty, I leave at once,
And quit my job.

Oh who’s the original source not let me clean?
Keep my head and body clean without water?

How can I keep my head clean in the river?
How can I keep my body clean in a pool?

What is going on about the water?
How could I live in this world?

poem by Albert Wong
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What Would I Give

What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through,
Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold whatever I do!
Hard and cold and small, of all hearts the worst of all.

What would I give for words, if only words would come!
But now in its misery my spirit has fallen dumb.
O merry friends, go your own way, I have never a word to say.

What would I give for tears! Not smiles but scalding tears,
To wash the black mark clean, and to thaw the frost of years,
To wash the stain ingrain, and to make me clean again.

poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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I Live For Your Pain

Unchain your obscenity
Desirable enemy
Await my enlightening
Allow what your fate can bring
Now you re caught inside my cage
You are the object of my rage
Sin, I wash you clean again
I'm your redeemer
Refrn:
Cause I I live for your pain
I live for your pain
I'm dying
My victim you are meant to be
No, you cannot hide nor flee
You know what I'm looking for
Pleasure your torture, I will endure
Now you are rust inside my cage
You are the object of my rage
Sin, I wash you clean again
I'm your redeemer
Cause I I live for your pain
I live for your pain
I'm dying
I'll burn in your flame
I live for your pain
I'm dying
I'm dying
Now you are rust inside my cage
You - the object of my rage
Blood I wash you clean again
I'm your redeemer
Be my deliver
Refrn

song performed by by Helloween
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Clean

Eat clean,
Live clean,
Sleep clean,
dress clean,
Walk clean,
Learn clean,
Play clean,
Think clean,
dance clean,
Talk clean,
Sing clean,
work clean,
Because the world around you is watching what you do;
You are the only one on this earth,
So live and let us live too.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Come Clean

Lets go back
Back to the beginning
Back t when the earth, the sun, the stars all aligned
'Cause perfect didn't feel so perfect
Trying to fit a square into a circle
Was no life
I defy
Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
I'm sheeding
Sheeding evry color
Trying to find a pigment of truth
Beneth my skin
'Cause different
Doesn't feel so different
And going out is better
Than always staying in
Feel the wind
Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
(let the rain fall)x3
I'm coming clean
Let the rain fall
Let the rain fall
I'm coming clean
Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
Let's go back
Back to the beginning

song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Lethe.

The waves of Lethe wash till we forget
Our earthy life and love; and 'twould appear
Before Time's tune possessed us, before we
Let fall the shadow of our meaning here —
Oh, it would seem that in another Lethe
We had been dipped as Death will dip us, to
Wash out the memory of ourselves, as though
Each stage had its own livery, and we threw
Off the old meaning, like the garments that,
Worn and occasion-soiled, men doff when they
Have to look natural in another sphere.

poem by Robert Crawford
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War Widow

Idling in the queue at the car wash, waiting for baptism and a clean car, mulling over the sins of the past few weeks since the last call, watching the not-too-dirty drivers in front of me paying for a clean slate, I wait, re-think, can’t pull out of the line, trapped between the casual owners whose consciences wear a little city grime, I must look terrible, caked in muddy thoughts and impure intentions, not even sure I have the money to pay the ferryman to get me to the other side of the sprayers, brushes, wipers, blowers, foam, wax, and absolution. It might be easier to get a new car. The other he was with me when husband called. Then I heard no more, until they came to the door, this sombre notice, in my hand, giving it to the car wash attendant, who doesn’t seem to understand, he’s dead, I say, leaving it with him, car unwashed, I drive away.

poem by David E. Oprava
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A Clean Break

Just beginning to take that love away
Just beginning to take that love away
In a minute Ill wash that love away
Even now we remember what we used to say
Takes a minute to wash that love away
Take a clean break: wash that love away
Even now we remember what we used to say
Even now we remember what we used to say
Well be together if we wash that love away
Whats tha matter ?
Have to clean up ?
Thats true
Thats true
And its taken
To extreme extent
Thats why we
Work so hard to
Take that love away
Take that love away
Take that love away
Take that love away

song performed by by Talking Heads
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Psalm 51

Create in me a clean heart o God
And renew a right spirit within me
Create in me a clean heart o God
Release me from this sin and set me free

Restore unto me, the joy of my salvation
And take not thy holy Spirit from me
Restore unto me the joy of my salvation
O Lord I was so blind but now I see

Wash me with your cleansing blood
Wash me whiter than the whitest snow
Wash me with your cleansing blood
May I surrender to the heavnly flow

A broken and a contrite heart
These I know you'll not despise
A broken and a contrite heart
On your mercy my heart alone relies

Without your hand I could not stand
My heart would crumble in the dust
I have no other place to go
In God alone I put my trust

Where could I go where would I turn?
For you are life all else is death
I'll walk with you my heart shall burn
And I will feel the Spirit's breath

poem by Frank McEleny
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You Don't Cheat On Him Because

He washes dishes
he feeds the kids
he gives you a bath
eyes closed
he cooks, he pours you wine
he makes sure you keep all of your
appointments on time
he is the banker
he walks the dog
he eats your fish
he walked into your eyes wide open
he makes sure you are clean clean clean
that you always fit into your jeans
he takes the children to the dentist
and the doctors while shopping
He never misses a pebble you drop
you would kill for someone like him
sane enough to admit it to crazy to deny it
you co-opted him his price was the cheapest in town.

poem by Is It Poetry
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Rain: Is my crue...

Rain, rain, rain, rain, heal my heart for it is broken.

Rain, from the angelic-like sky.

Rain, pour here and clean my (heart) , my(mind) , my (soul) .

Rain why are you here?

Rain, are you here to wash away my Pain.......? (no)

Are you here to wash away my Debts.....? (no)

Rain, are you here to wash away Guilt..........? ...........(NO) !

Rain, will never be here for Me, Rain will never be there for You!

But, still i ask the Rain please cover my Tears that are of Guilt, Hate-rid, and Shame? ? ? ? ................................................. ................................................. ............

poem by Naazia Thomas
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Rain: Is my crue..