Beaten To Death
Counting down the rage
thats explode out from your chest,
5,4,3,2,1,
the beating begins.
You pound me with your Iron hand,
Cut me with your words,
rape me with your hate,
and Slaughter me when your around.
you killed me and don't care,
I am dead, but still breathing.
poem by Melissa Schreuder
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Explode
Vera's face burnt as a memory of bedroom fun
With a lighter and some hairspray
Smoking in the girls' room
Not worse than Shelley's rape behind the McDonald's
By a man she thought was fine, didn't tell anybody
Or maybe back then we just thought that she was getting some
Now we look back and see that she didn't know how
We never thought that we'd get caught up
Stuck in the teenage waste
As we explode
As we explode
As we explode
As we explode
Then getting drunk in the bushes by the road outside the Kmart
Rolling around in them to see if you would get prickled
Slip the acid on your tongue rooftop mall parkade
We couldn't get enough
Then count the stars and the ten million woes
Just you and the universe judging each other
We never knew that we'd get caught up
Stuck in the teenage waste
As we explode
As we explode
As we explode
As we let go
It's a fight, it's a fight and you finally belong
Got a shiner now and it's more than a battle scar
More than a battle scar, such a good, good story to tell
At lunch break, lunch break, lunch break, lunch break
Such a good, good story to tell
You bully, you break, you bully, you break
You fake, you fake, you fake, you fake
You smoke, you toke, you want, you flaunt, you hit it and you're in it and it's spinning
And it's wild
We never thought that we'd get caught up
Stuck in the teenage waste
As we explode
As we explode
As we explode
As we let go
We're counting the stars
We're counting the stars
We're gonna go far, we're gonna go far
We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars
We're not very far, we're not very far
And it's you and me in the open air
It's truth or dare, we don't care
We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars, we're counting the stars, we're counting the stars
song performed by by Nelly Furtado
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Rape Me
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one (4x)
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
I'm not the only one (4x)
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one (4x)
Rape me (rape me) (8x)
Rape me
song performed by by Nirvana from In Utero
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The Martyr
(Indicative of the Passion of the People
on the 15th Day of April, 1865)
* * *
Good Friday was the day
Of the prodigy and crime,
When they killed him in his pity,
When they killed him in his prime
Of clemency and calm-
When with yearning he was filled
To redeem the evil-willed,
And, though conqueror, be kind;
But they killed him in his kindness,
In their madness and their blindness,
And they killed him from behind.
There is sobbing of the strong,
And a pall upon the land;
But the People in their weeping
Bare the iron hand;
Beware the People weeping
When they bare the iron hand.
He lieth in his blood-
The father in his face;
They have killed him, the Forgiver-
The Avenger takes his place,
The Avenger wisely stern,
Who in righteousness shall do
What the heavens call him to,
And the parricides remand;
For they killed him in his kindness,
In their madness and their blindness,
And his blood is on their hand.
There is sobbing of the strong,
And a pall upon the land;
But the People in their weeping
Bare the iron hand;
Beware the People weeping
When they bare the iron hand.
poem by Herman Melville
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On and on the blood begins to spill
I'll forever hate you
On and on my blood begins to chill
I'll forever hate you
On and on the blood begins to spill
I'll forever hate you
On and on my blood begins to chill
I'll forever hate you
Waiting, breathing, seething
For this time
Waiting, breathing, killing
All my time
Fortunes escape me
Torture me for my crimes
Peek through those pretty eyes
Every time they cut me down to size
Place your blame
'Cause all is lost in this silly game
All for you, and nothing for me
All for you, and nothing's for free
'Cause i'm lost again, broken instead
Lost in my head, everything you said to me
Killed me
I'm not free, i'm suffering
Fortunes escape me
Torture me for my crimes
Peek through those pretty eyes
Every time they cut me down to size
Place your blame
'Cause all is lost in this silly game
All for me, and nothing for you
All for me, there's nothing left of you
'Cause it's killing time, i've lost my mind
I've gone insane, i've got no brain
I'm losing touch, 'cause everyone lies to me
'Cause nothing's for free
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Encounter With a Higher Power
They could care less...
Who comes to add blood and/or funds
To their monetary war chest!
These beasts are beating
Peace into the ground...
No matter who confronts them with protest!
The few want to rule.
To enslave all of us in detention camps...
Like mindless fools now used as tools!
They could care less...
Who comes to add blood and/or funds
To their monetary war chest!
They are counting on the dollar...
To fall to have us caged in in squalor!
That's why the borders go unpatrolled.
To have million fighting,
To make excuses for control!
But that is not going to happen.
As their plans unfold!
An encounter with a higher power comes!
To leave them and their ambitions stunned!
Unknown by the many...
Although these events will be told!
Leaving them left behind...
To be squashed like insects,
In nests no one can fathom, comprehend or define!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Counting On You
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two
One of these days Ill be back with you
Counting the ways that I love you
Through and through
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Tentatively you put up the signs
Letting me know you are mine
And Im counting on you
To be here through it all
Im counting on you
To catch me if I fall
Whatever you do, remember
Im always counting on you
Flight six, eight, one, gate forty-two
At seven fifteen Ill feel ten feet tall
Knowing you care after all
And Im counting on you
To be here through it all
Im counting on you
To catch me if I fall
Whatever you do, remember
Im always counting on you
Counting on you
To be here through it all
Counting on you
To catch me if I fall
Remember Im always
Counting on you
song performed by by Monkees
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Please Do Not Hate Me!
Please do not hate me because of the colour of my skin
Please do not hate me because your God I don't believe in
Please do not hate me if I don’t kneel down and pray
Please do not hate me for what elected politicians might say
Please do not hate me if I don’t dress the way you do
Please do not hate me for not sharing your political view
Please do not hate me because of what others have said
Please do not hate me I don’t want to see us both dead
Please do not hate me because of some conflict or war
Please do not hate me, as it’s friendship I’m looking for
Please do not hate me just because you do not understand
Please do not hate me for wanting to shake you by the hand
Please do not hate me we have too many fences to mend
Please do not hate me I only called you to be my best friend
poem by Gordon David
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You hate Me
You hate me
Is not a statement
Neither it's an impression
It's just you hate me
You hate me
In yr words and doing
So yr mind and feeling
Why on earth do you hate me?
You hate me
Without specific reason
Nor any single explanation
For you to hate me
You hate me
I dont play along with you
Or figure out things to do
You would just hate me
You hate me
I cant recall when you start
Or expect when you would stop
The bussiness of you hate me
You hate me
As if i'd killed you before reincarnate
As if i'd banish yr family with granade
Are those imagination that made you hate me?
You hate me
As the sun and moon gather in a day
They shine together in different way
Can they represent how do you hate me?
You hate me,
I dont mind but indeed feel sorry
I wish you could live more happy
Without have to hate me
Anyway... You hate me
For Stephan & Ray
both who always make my day
poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani
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Hate It
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you stare
I hate the way you tell me you love me
Even more when you say you care
I hate the way you hold my hand
I hate the smell of your sweater
I hate the way you hug me
And tell me things are going to get better
I hate the way you wear your hat
And the way you drive your car
I hate that I can’t see you
Why do you have to be so far?
I hate the way I can’t hate you
And I hate how I can’t give up
poem by Marjorie Pickering
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Dirty
Filthy dirty (not yet finished)
I'll show you what pain is.
I belive this is what you thought.
I hope you can live with yourself.
You vile peice of scum.
I hate you
You raped me you abused me.
You hurt me.
Worst of all
You stole my trust
You took my innocence.
Rape Rape
Please god no not again
Get off me
Please leave me alone.
one day You'll regret what you've done.
And now it's begun.
I'll show you what hate is.
It's from me to you.
You dirty old fucking man
You'll be dead when I'm through.
I will get you
Like you got me
You will pay for what you did
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Bulletproof
Hey, it's me. Got a kevlar vest ornating my chest,
Walking a battlefield, with scars only partly healed.
Bullets and rockets explode, as the dead's bones corrode.
But I got a kevlar vest ornating my chest.
Hey! Got nothing to fear right? I walk the alleys at night.
I'm a gun-toting machine, stop me if you can!
Bulletproof, gun in hand, tis this an invincible man?
But did I tell you where I've got most my scars?
They're under my kevlar vest ornating my chest.
Deep and hard, some still bleeding, jagged scars.
Many bullets have hit, but few through could they get.
So now you ask, from where are those scars you mask?
Most of my scars are on my back, the sad fact:
I'm bulletproof, but the knives still go through.
Got a kevlar vest ornating my chest, might be bulletproof, but the knives still go through.
Bulletproof...
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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I Need You
Like an eagle soaring through the sky
I can see beyond the borders of our lives
No more fighting, no more taking sides
Now Im standing here with both arms open wide
Talk to me and I wont be a stranger
Close your eyes, and we both feel the same
I need you
Like the air Im breathing
I need you
Youre a part of me inside
Im with you
As long as my hearts beating
And together well survive
Stand beside me, we can work it out
I could use some help, and thats what loves about
Look through my eyes, past the setting sun
I could see a day when we can live as one
Take my hand; let nothing come between us
I will be here for you til the end
I need you
Like the air Im breathing
I need you
Youre a part of me inside
Im with you
As long as my hearts beating
And together well survive
Hear me out; use your heart to listen
Different worlds cant keep us apart
I need you
Like the air Im breathing
I need you
Youre a part of me inside
Im with you
As long as my hearts beating
And together well survive
I need you
Ill be here when you need me
Ill hold you as dear to me as life (as dear to me as life)
I need you
Youve given love a new meaning
Youre a part of me inside
I need you
Like the air Im breathing
I need you,
Youre a part of me inside
Im with you
As long as my hearts beating
And together well survive
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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I hate that I don't hate you
I hate that you left me
I have that I fell for you
I hate that your smile haunts
I hate that you died
I hate that I can't be angry
I hate that I'm upset
I hate that you wanted this
I hate that I wasn't enough
I hate that I couldn't make you happy
I hate that your gone
I hate that I don't hate you
I hate that your laugh is gone
I hate your gentle kisses
I hate your friends for not crying
I hate that I can't stop crying
I hate that life goes on
I hate that your not actually dead
I hate your choices
I hate the drugs that you love
I hate I feel that your dead
I hate you're no longer mine
I hate the people you now call friends
I hate the men you sleep with
I hate your dad for what he's done
I hate seeing you so unhappy
I hate so many things but the one
I hate the most
I hate that I love you
I hate I would die for you
I hate I'll never get over you
I hate this new you
I hate myself for not hating you
poem by Jordyn Heal
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A Scar Called Rape
I hate Him
I hate what He did
I hate what He wants
I hate all my scars
I hate all the memories
I hate everything about Him
I HATE HIM
He took my life
He changed who i was
He gave me a scar
and took my voice
Rape
Hate Him
poem by Audrey Marie Kay
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Explode
Theirs something I should get off my chest
I'm losing my mind and my life's a mess.
Well everyone says do this and do that
Maybe they're right
I feel like I'm gonna.......
EXPLODE.. I'M GONNA EXPLODE
It is so big yet I feel so small
It's even in your shopping mall
Is my life wasting away
Don't throw it away that's what they say
I don't wanna go out and fail
Yet I fail at home every day
I wonder someday if I'll look back
With regrets on how I lived
Each way I turn I turn my back
Each time I turn I always look back
I'm trying to please everyone I don't know how
I feel like I'm gonna..
EXPLODE.. I'M GONNA EXPLODE
What should I do I really don't know
Should I stay home or should I go
Well I'm struggling with my sanity
Is my life crumbling in front of me.
Oh.
Do you know how it feels?
To feel like your gonna explode
Do you ever feel
Like your gonna explode.
EXPLODE.
song performed by by Unseen
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Passion’s Fusion
With hearts beating as one
lovers melt into one another’s arms
as passion and lust begin to rage,
heated by loves ecstasy.
Rising heights are fuelled
by hands caressing silken bodies
and temptation ensues
into a seduction jewel.
Sounds of contorted breathing
engulf them there
as they float with love’s wings
entangled within each other
as passion’s fusion begins.
18 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Things I Hate
i hate my life
if you were me you know why
i hate people who pretend they care
if you don't care leave me alone
i hate the things i was able to do
now i'm left changing my ways
i hate life is hard
will it ever get better?
i hate, i hate, i hate
is that all i do?
hate what i can't change?
there have to be a better way
nothing i do is working
everything i try
i'm hating
when will life make sense?
when will i stop hating?
when i'm dead?
3-9-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Z-Without You
I will not be able to write
without
you;
There will be no new lines
or ideas;
until
I hear in my mind
you breathing;
hear two hearts beating
above this page.
Even this
next word
isn't real
unless I envision
that it will
by you read;
that it will be felt
by you too.
Any eager beginning
is meaningless
unless
you sit with me here.
I move my chair now;
as evening comes
to better see
what to write;
This phrase too
and the next one or two
awaits my imagining
you'll see the words flow here.
I can't say when the words
will come;
they'll surprise;
but I am very clear
who they are for,
and they will sail
across this paper
buffeted by the gentle breeze
of we two breathing;
hearts beating.
Nothing happens
unless I feel
you share it too.
Dear Reader
I feel you.
and more.
Thanks for reading this volume.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I'm Counting On You (feat. Johnny O'Keefe)
I'm counting on you
Ever since we met darling I've been keeping score
Everyday I count your charms
Every day I love you more
It's plain to see why you're the lover I waited for
I'm counting the diferrent ways you melt me
Your smile your voice your touch
I'm counting the little things you tell me
That move me oh sdo much
I'm counting your kisses and caresses
And cause I thrill as I do
For I'm counting on you
I'm counting the hours since I found you
The days and nights divine
I'm counting the dreams I built around you
Because your love is mine
I'm counting on happiness forever
Oh lover always be true
For I'm counting on you
I'm counting on you
I'm counting on you
I'm counting on you
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Walking Dead
All around the walking dead.
All the ills pound in my head.
I hate the world I feel it's sick.
The walking dead suck your spirit to make them tick.
They're all around to burn and screw.
They're dead inside they're dead inside they just look for pleasure through.
By stealing, haunting, all to prove,
that they are might and hold pure power over you.
The walking dead how can I deal?
To the core a true feeling rotten real.
I hate them so they're all around.
Just humankind to which God has bound.
poem by Michael McParland
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