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Girls..

Girls, we are not fools to live on our beauty and youth,
Offering to everyone that desire to have is not worth,
The heartache and emotional baggage that we carry,
For the moments of stolen pleasure and then worry,
For the mischievous acts which make us ill and sick,
Taking protective pills that make us huge and big,
When there are hundreds of in and outdoor games available,
Why do you choose this game over the other?

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The Price

How long I have wanted
This dream to come true
And as it approaches
I can't believe I'm through
I've tried, oh I've tried
For a life, yes a life
I thought I knew
Oh it's the price we gotta pay
And all the games we gotta play
Makes me wonder if it's worth it
To carry on
Cause it's a game we gotta lose
Though it's a life we gotta choose
And the price is your whole life
Until it's gone
Time seems to have frozen
But the mind can't be fooled
As the days pass I discover
Destiny just can't be ruled
Hard times, oh hard times
For the price, yes the price
I thought I knew
Oh it's the price we gotta pay
And all the games we gotta play
Makes me wonder if it's worth it
To carry on
Cuase it's a game we gotta lose
Though it's a life we gotta choose
And the price is your whole life
Until it's gone
Until it's gone
Oh it's the price we gotta pay
And all the games we gotta play
Makes me wonder if it's worth it
To carry on
Cuase it's a game we gotta lose
Though it's a life we gotta choose
And the price is your whole life
Until it's done
Oh it's the price we gotta pay
And all the games we gotta play
Makes me wonder if it's worth it
To carry on
Cause it's a game we gotta lose
Though it's a life we gotta choose
And the price is your whole life
Until it's done

song performed by by Nine Days
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Another Heartache

(b. adams, j. vallance, r. stewart, r. wayne)
I told you once Im a jealous man
But you never want to listen to who I am
Were divided, completely out of touch
I guess thats why we seem to fight so much
Believe me darling this aint no game
If you think Ill be your fool
You better think again
I know you love me
It just aint right
Im sick and tired of fighting
With you every night
You say you dont wanna hurt me
But youre doing things I cant explain
Oh baby, why dont you leave me
Because I know youll never change
Its only another heartache
Aint nothing to worry about
Something Im getting used to
Dragging my heart around
But one day soon
And it wont be long
Gonna find me an angel to carry me home
Its only another heartache
Aint nothing to worry about
Ill find a honey to take a chance
And roll that dice into my past
Shell cover me for a little while
And show me love aint out of style
I dont care how long it takes
My hearts in the hands of fate
Oh God I aint asking much
Just a woman that I can trust
Its only another heartache
Aint nothing to worry about
Something Im getting used to
Dragging my heart around
Oh but one day soon
And it wont be long
Gonna find me an angel to carry me home
Its only another heartache
Aint nothing to worry about
I wanna love thats strong and real
I gotta know just how it feels
Somebody to share my life
To hold onto through the night
Its only another heartache
Nothing to worry about
Something Im getting used to
Dragging my heart around
Its only another heartache
Nothing to worry about
Something I may get used to
Dragging my heart around

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Source Of Sadness

I am very sad
Not for today
As I feel
Their presence
And my body is warm,
But for the next
Hundreds of years
Will there be any one
To care and love?

So I want
To leave
A deep scratch
Of my mind
On the screen
Of the world
And walk along
With all bards
After my death
Hundreds of years
On soiled paths
And metal streets
Without my limbs
Blood and flesh
In haunting houses
And Joyous classes,
Make them feel
My hovering spirit
In emotional moments
In acts and deeds
Soothing souls
And agitated minds.

This desire is the cause
Of my gloom and sadness
But I express them cleverly
Poetry after poetry
Hiding the source.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Pills

Some have side effects
Some don't
Some will help you
Some won't,

Some will damage kidneys
Some your heart
Some will make you sick
Some will give you a new start,

Pills that make you sick
And pills that make you well
We have to have them
Or we feel like hell!

poem by Donna Nimmo
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Fools

I know this feeling inside
Has just made up my mind
Im gonna take this chance
And do whats in my heart
You always said that
Youd stand by me
And help me get along
So understand
I must do whats in my heart
I know this feeling inside
Has helped me to carry on
So as the days go by
And the nights that never end
You play the clubs
And you play the game
The next day you will find
Youll have to try and
Please that fool again
Dont you know that
Fools play at games
Dont you know that
Fools play at games
And I know that
Im not afraid of you
Day after day I feel this way
That I need to be moving on
You know I depend on you
Dont get me wrong
Ill throw the dice and
I play the game
And hope we get along
Even then I wont be fooled again
So Ive read your words and
Ive signed my name
But I cant make up my mind
If you really care or youre
Playing your games

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Claim Check

Its true girls come with baggage,
be she starlet or plain Jane.
The trick for guys is finding one
whose baggage they would claim.

Its said all girls are crazy,
and experience proves it true.
the secret is to find the girl
who’s crazy about you.

Its not as if we’re perfect,
We have baggage of our own.
It‘s the burden we must carry
if we’re to every have a home.

poem by John F. McCullagh
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A Mole Hill of Ignorance and a History of Disaster.

We've Found the Scrooge of Mankind; It is the Emotional Baggage
in our Brains that Causes our Selfishness/Ego/Sins/Failures/Sickness -
Our Self Image! Let's Wake Up to this Mess

Wisdom education boils down to emotional baggage removal education.
Thus wisdom education is the usual bringing into consciousness the
unconscious/subconscious buried memories of emotional slaps to the
self image. By re-experiencing old hurts in the full glare of the awareness
of the current mindful self; where the old incidents have to be relived under
the watchfulness of the current situationally aware self again and again,
by re-experiencing one unburied memorized incident at a time. Each
incident is put under the microscope of mindfulness in the context of the
situational reality when the indecent happened and is cross referenced with
the current self's situational reality.

Again we have many traditional routes to creating a baggage free brain
from yoga to psychotherapy. All these routes involve taking the subnormal
brain and reeducating/retooling it into becoming a normal brain. Wisdom
education involves taking the sub normal as well as the normal brain and
making it super normal. Wisdom education is applying emotional healing
through emotional therapies to make the brain super normal.

Just by cleaning up the brain of all emotional baggage makes the self pure
which is effortlessly wise. Thus cleaning the brain of emotional baggage is
wisdom education.

Living an even better life than an innately pure self requires a life of
self-awareness. This requires a deep understanding of all the applications
and implications of each one of the attributes of wisdom. We have
developed our very own original understanding of some of the attributes of
wisdom. We teach an understanding and cultivation of some of the attributes
of wisdom.

poem by Sajid Khan
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Its A Heartache

(ronnie scott/ steve wolfe)
Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Its a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when its too late, hits you when youre down
Its a fools game, nothing but a fools game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
Its a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Love him till your arms break, then hell let you down
It aint right with love to share
When you find he doesnt care for you
It aint wise to need someone as much as I depended on you
Oh, its heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when its too late, hits you when youre down
Its a fools game, nothing but a fools game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown
It aint right with love to share
When you find he doesnt care for you
It aint wise to need someone as much as I depended on you
Oh, its a heartache, nothing but a heartache
You love him till your arms break, then hell let you down
Its a fools game, nothing but a fools game
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Make Me Sick

What I got, couldn't feel any worse
It's like I'm possessed, under some kind of curse
Temperature on rise, I can't close my eyes
(I can't sleep at night and you're the reason why)

Got my heart out in the cold (Breaker, breaker)
I'm afraid of getting broke (Operator, 'rator)

S-O-S, I'm overboard (Cause you threw me in the sea)
Please get the medic, somebody rescue me (Got that fever from you)

Boy, can't breathe, bones are shaking (Ah)
Heavy spinning cause you make me (What?)
Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick
Got the shivers when I'm near you
Call the doctor cause you make me, oh
Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick

(Ha-choo) I'm allergic to your face
(So queasy even when I hear your name)
Dead on arrival from my self-denial
(I can't even breathe) Boy what you do to me

Got my heart out in the cold (Breaker, breaker)
Ooh, I'm afraid of getting broke, yeah (Operator, 'rator)

S-O-S, I'm overboard (Cause you threw me in the sea)
Please get the medic, somebody rescue me (Got that fever from you)

Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick
Boy, you make, see you make me
Ooh, you make me
You make me sick

Mama said don't hate but your bitter pill
I can't get well cause you're keeping me I'll
(I need a check-up or maybe some pills)
Cause I'm sick of your shit
So sick of you here

Ah, ah, ah...
Queasy, shaky-shaky, got me spinning cause you make me sick
Ah, ah, ah...
Got that fever from you

poem by Krista Thomas
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Sick Of It All

Im sick of it all
every single thing you do it drvies me crazy
Im sick of the way you look at me with those bright blue eyes
Im sick of the way you make me feel
you make me feel like im worth a thousand words
Im sick of the way you touch my hair
Im sick of the way you smile at my jokes
you make me wanna stay in this world just a little longer
Im sick of it all
But most of all im sick of the way i know im not worth those great blue eyes,
giant perfect smile, and that hair i could die for

poem by Kayhla Kinney
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Why

There is a chance I could be losing you
Gotta let my love surround you
Cant go down without a fight
And I wont hurt you girl, I promise you
Its the pain , Im living for you
Its a broken dream but I still adore you
Why , why ,when the feelings gone
(you cant explain, we live in sun, we live in rain)
Free me or leave me
I will always forgive you
For you are my moments and you are my hours
Forever I live you
Love me or lose me
You will be my desire
There aint nobody taking this heart that youre breaking
And no one can take me no higher
There is a reason why this world is round
Theres a fire all around you
Im just following the light
Ill never be the one to make you cry
Its the tears Im crying for you
Im a broken man but I still adore you
Why , why when the womens gone
(you cant explain, we live in sun, we live in rain)
Free me or leave me
I will always forgive you
For you are my moments and you are my hours
Forever I live you
Love me or lose me
You will be my desire
There aint nobody taking this heart that youre breaking
And no one can take me much higher
Free me or leave me
I will always forgive you
For you are my moments and you are my hours
Forever I live you
Love me or lose me
You will be my desire
There aint nobody taking this heart that youre breaking
And no one can take me much higher
Free me or leave me..... (fade out this verse)

song performed by by Bee Gees
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A January Fear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
My class is all here
Down to each little sneer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Those cute little creatures
Have nothing to fear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Still knowing that teacher's
not entirely all here

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Each little tear
Makes it perfectly clear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
A day off is coming
And hopefully near

a sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
It's harder and harder
Maintaining my leer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Perhaps my behavior's
becoming quite queer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Perhaps in the morning
I'll call in and cheer

A SICK DAY A SICK DAY
I GOT A PAIN IN MY EAR

Alas...I can hear my principle sneer
With a resigning smirk easy to hear
NO SICK DAY NO SICK DAY
SORRY MY DEAR

NO SICK DAYS NO SICK DAYS
REMAINING THIS YEAR

poem by Robert John Meehan
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The one game we all play

We play games
To show our valour
And mainly to win

We do not mind going for coaching
If we feel we do not have the
Required strength to win

We play games
Either as a team or individual
The attempt is to demonstrate
That we are better talented
Than the team or member
Against whom we play

Nations enthuse people to play games
So that they add pride

Some games are played with
Gadgets and protective accessories

We have spectators to watch
The way we play
We have umpires and referees
Who ensure rules of the games
Are strictly adhered
And it is all a fair play

We play games indoor or outdoor
We play games in daylight
Or under artificial illumination

We score while playing
And the score achieved by a team or individual
In a specific time
Decides the winner

We telecast the games
We comment on the strengths and weaknesses
Of a team or individual

We conduct national and international
Tournaments to declare a team or individual
As champion

Irrespective of skills, race, gender
We all play a game
Which is played mainly to lose
It is an individual game
With no specific rules
With no umpire
With no spectator
With no commentator
With no TV coverage
With no scores
With no trophies
With no victory stands
With no top scorer
With no “player of the match”
But we play

Most of us like to play this game
Indoor and in closed doors
Decency and civilized ways
Do not allow this game being played in the open

There is no season for this game
It can be played any part of the day
And any part of the year
Summer, winter, monsoon seasons
Have no bearing on this game

The one requirement in this game is
Complete transparency and intimacy

Rules for this game
Vary from individual to individual
Rules also get refined
With the experience of the players

There are no restrictions to employ
Any method as both the players
Are determined to be the loser

Duration of play depends again
On the individuals

The game ends
Most often to the satisfaction
Of the both the players

In other games players declare
That they are retiring from playing
There is no retirement in this game
As players advance in age
They understand it is more a mind game

Outcome of this game
Are further more players

You guessed it right
It is the game of love

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Like most people of my age, I feel a longing for what is lost and cannot be restored. But if the happy pursuits and casual beauty of youth prove ephemeral, something better can endure, and endure until our last moment on earth. And that is the honor we earn and the love we give if at a moment in our lives we sacrifice for something greater than self-interest. We cannot choose the moments. They arrive unbidden by us. We can choose to let the moments pass, and avoid the difficulties they entail. But the loss we would incur by that choice is much dearer than the tribute we once paid to vanity and pleasure.

quote by John McCain
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What's Your Name

Turn me up yo
That's right
New Edition
(You don't have to worry)
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Verse 1:
Bobby
Lady, I know I've been acting strange
It seems to me you're tired of playing games
I've been around
Had girls here and there
I did you wrong, but I'll give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Verse 2:
Bobby
What must I do to make it up to you?
What can I say, to make you see things my way?
I know it's hard for you to understand
I did you wrong but I'll give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Bridge:
Don't be afraid
I'll be there whenever you need me
I'll be there trust in me
Just call on me
I won't let you down ohhhh
Rap:
Mike

song performed by by New Edition
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Vicodin

Pills, Pills, Pills
Pills I do adore

Pills, Pills, Pills
Yes, that's right-
Give me more!

'Look at her!
She's such a fien'd! '
'No, I'm not! '
-I try to scream
But, I know the truth
And, so do they
I'v got no chance
In them believing what I say
I'm addicted now
Completely hooked
It's not only my life
But, my sanity they took
All of my pain
All of my frustration
My pills took away
My fantasies of self mutilation
They make feel great
They make me complete
My neurosis they erase
My paranoia they delete
So I eat them for breakfast
For lunch, and for dinner
And, I no longer care whether
I'm a loser or a winner
I eat them all day
Shovel in one right after another
As I try to erase the pained faces
Of my Father and my Mother
And, it's like everybody watches
Yes, they just sit and they listen
As my eyes are tear streaked
So shiny they glisten
It is my pills that I love
It is my pills that I need
It is my pills that I live off of-
Live off of and feed
They make me feel happy
When I'm feeling sad
They make me feel good
When I'm feeling bad
They stop all the thoughts
They seem to flood through my brain
And, they make me feel normal
Even though we all know I'm not sane
Yummy.
I ate them again.
You know its funny?
They have become my only friend
All of this I explain
I scream and I shout
I just want my pills!
I don't care what anything else is about!
You can't have my pills
Give me them back
Give me ten more
Hell-give me a stack!
'Cause I'll die on these things
And, I'll do it in vain!
Because they feel so fu*kin' good
Painkillers really do kill all the pain.

poem by Nicole Settimi
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One will

So many pills,
To choose from.
One will help me,
One will calm me.
Another one will make me sleepy,
Or friendly.
One will make me happy,
One will make me sad.
One will take control of my muscles,
One will make me fly.
One will make me mad,
One will make me confused.
One will help my ADHD,
One will help my Bipolar.
One will help me make desicions,
One will make me swim better.
But this one,
The one I'm about to take,
Will kill me.
I swallow it dry,
And lay down.
The world slips away,
And my vision goes black.
'Finally,
No more pain,
No more fun,
No more love,
No more confusion,
No more yelling,
No more wars,
No more,
ANything...'

poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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We Live In The World We Build

You can choose from the crops of unhappiness…
or you can unearth the joy from your heart.

You can choose to draw from your dark stormy life…
or believe that only rainbow's beauty follows rain.

You can choose to pollute the air you breathe…
or do no harm to the environs of human or all life form.

You can choose to produce foods by man’s means …
or allow it to be produced by nature’s teams.

You can choose to live in jealousy and hate or
live with love and you won’t have none of the above.

You can choose to make war
or you can make love instead...

You can choose to pluck the thorns…
or pick red, yellow, and pink roses, instead.

You deserve your world that
built brick by brick.

poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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When The Heartache Is Over

Written by g. stack, j. reid
Once in a lifetime you find
Someone to show you the way
Someone to make your decisions
And I let you lead me astray.
Who did you think you were fooling
Said you were missing me blind
But the truth is I knew you were lying
You were using me time after time.
When the heartache is over
I know I wont be missing you (missing you)
Wont look over my shoulder
cause I know that I can live without you
Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you
Time to move on with my life now
Leaving the past all behind
I can make my own decisions
It was only a matter of time
Sometimes I look back in anger
Thinking about all the pain
But I know that Im stronger without you
And that Ill never need you again
When the heartache is over
I know I wont be missing you (missing you)
Wont look over my shoulder
cause I know that I can live without you
Oh live without you
Oh I can live without you
When the heartache is over
I know I wont be missing you
Wont look over my shoulder
cause I know that I can live without you
When the heartache is over
I know I wont be missing you (missing you)
Wont look over my shoulder
cause I know that I can live without you
Yeah I can live without you
Live without you

song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Relationships

Relationships are fragile,
A careless word is enough to kill
What took years to build.
To win the trust again
Is an act of will.

Once you make huge withdrawals,
From an emotional bank account,
You have to make huge deposits
To break the walls.

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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