For You On Your Birthday
It’s March the second——
somehow again it has come.
Outside the weary sky yawns light
and I am feeling numb.
I should be calling you right now
on a tired telephone;
but I cannot bring myself to
pretend you will not condone.
Sitting silent in silent shadows
hugging my knees up close to me and deciding,
deciding.
It’s all about the decisions with you,
it’s all about the derisions with you.
I can’t say I don’t know this day,
I am the sun without the shine, dull
and unending,
my body here and now and frozen with
my heart trapped in time.
My breath trapped, locked
in my lungs.
You can stare and you can scorn
but you know me.
This is the correlation between dignity and pride.
What have you after all these years,
what have you left to hide?
What have you seen that made you refuse to
coincide?
It’s March the second, two years later,
still much where we were.
The days are turning, rotating crazy,
I remember a shining green hill and shimmery sky
and a daisy.
The funny thing is, you never had any
daisies.
My heart is like a broken drum, with broken beats
rum pum pum.
My heart is like a shattered mirror——
or do you hold your pride dearer?
This is the correlation between heartbreak and pride,
because you are breaking my heart
with every, every smile.
And all the while:
what have you after all these years
what have you left to hide?
Am I too young to see
this brutal
side?
Am I too young to see this
dream die?
I will watch the sunrise, watch the
sunset glisten into condensation
between my fingers,
waiting for the simile; for
the correlation:
March the second, here it comes,
it will come and it will come
and never stop coming.
Whatever you say now, it will last,
I’m going to live a long time.
So
this is the correlation between grace and pride.
What have you, after all these years,
what have you left to hide?
When every person lost of life has
raced before your eyes,
maybe then you’ll look up
in surprise.
Maybe then, I plead——
you’ll realize:
I won’t laugh and I won’t smile
when I reflect upon
all that took place here
even before
dawn.
poem by Caroline Weeks
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Walkaway
Theres a river of tears I need to cry.
Been holding back for years.
Theres a mountain so high I need to climb.
To wipe away the fears.
Solitude and loneliness
Have been a friend of mine.
As Im turning my back on emptiness.
I leave them all behind.
Who knows
Just where Im going.
Does tomorrow belong to me.
Walk away this time with my head up high
Walk away just me and myself.
Walk away with pride nothing left to hide.
But it just feels right to be one
And just walkaway
I could never forget how hard I tried.
When we were oh so young.
Just one tender moment I cannot find.
Well maybe I had none.
Strength will be by my side.
Although I feel afraid.
But I know its too late for this goodbye.
Theres nothing left to say.
Who knows
Just where Im going.
Does tomorrow belong to me.
Walk away this time with my head held high
Walk away just me and myself.
Walk away with pride nothing left to hide.
But it just feels right to be one
And just walkaway this time.
One day youll realise
That the tears you saw in my eyes.
Will be there forever.
Walk away this time with my head up high
Walk away just me and myself.
Walk away with pride nothing left to hide.
But it just feels right to be one
And just walkaway
Just walkaway
And just walkaway
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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Pride Comes Before A Fall
The great one does not last a champion in his prime
He lost to a younger man with some help from father time
The years had left him slow time takes care of us all
He defended his pride but pride comes before a fall.
And even what a difference five or six years can make
To keep on keeping on for him a big mistake
He should have called it quits a couple of years ago
For the money he kept going though the years had left him slow.
Once feted and admired but that was in the past
And he too had his day and nothing ever last
He went down rather tame to one that he once would beat
And for one proud as he there is no pride in defeat.
The beaten one this time he has called it a day
Though perhaps six years ago he should have given his game away
But his pride kept him going wisdom never was his friend
And his glory day for him one might say at an end.
poem by Francis Duggan
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As Years Go By
Tell me how the years go by
Its been a long long time
Tell me how your plans fell through
And how you changed your mind
Tell me bout the hearts you broke
How many have you known
Tell me how the years went by
And left you all alone
Tell me dear
I want to hear
bout the lost and wasted years
Tell me when now tell me why
Tell me how the years go by
Tell me how the years go by
Like borrowed dancing shoes
That gather dust beneath your ned
Mislaid and seldom used
Like a heart that haunts a phone booth
On a corner far from home
Tell me how the years went by and left you
All alone
Close your eyes
Tell me what do you see
Its an imperfect world
Still we dream perfect dreams
Its no big surprise when were down on our knees
Truth isnt always what we will believe.
Tell me how the years go by
In seasons at your door
And how the things you left me for
Dont matter anymore
Tell me how the more we learn
The more we leave unknown
Tell me how the years went by and left you
All alone
Alone
Close your eyes (x3)
song performed by by Level 42
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Only A heart that wants you...
No words to say
No way to feel
No tears to show
Only a heart left that wants you...
A dream of years, shattered
A romance of time, broken
A memoir of past, burnt
Only a heart left that wants you....
A wait for no tomorrow in sight
A battle too long to fight
A distance of miles to go
Only a heart left that wants you
...
A sun refusing to shine
A romance running out of rhyme
A life losing on wine
Only a heart left that wants you...
No strength to carry on
No people to count from
No light to see through
Only a heart left that wants you...
poem by Mouris Maddy
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Walk Away
There's a river of tears i need to cry
Been holding back for years
There's a mountain so high i need to climb
To wipe away the fears
Solitude and loneliness have been a friend of mine
As i'm turning my back on emptiness
I leave them all behind
Who knows just where i'm going
Does tomorrow belong to me
[Chorus:]
Walk away this time with my head up high
Walk away just me and myself
Walk away with pride
Nothing left to hide
But it just feels right to be one
And just walk away
I could never forget how hard I tried
When we were oh so young
Just one tender moment I cannot find
Maybe I had none
Strength will be by my side
Although I feel afraid
But I know it's too late for this goodbye
There's nothing left to say
Who knows just where I'm going
Does tomorrow belong to me
[Chorus]
Walk away this time with my head up high
Walk away just me and myself
Walk away with pride
Nothing left to hide
But it just feels right to be one
And just walk away this time
One day you'll realise
That the tears you saw in my eyes
Won't be there forever
[Chorus to fade]
song performed by by Geri Halliwell from Schizophonic
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Of A Broken Heart
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try
To take a guess, to be the best
A feeling I hide
That runs this world, that keeps us alive
I want you to climb with me
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
The heart of a child
Is in your hands now
So lets see you smile
cause Im not impressed with your loneliness
And its been a while
Since you forgave all your changes made
So lets count the miles together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
song performed by by Zwan
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Shards of the Cloud
The rumbling boom, vibrates all that is near the ribs,
The power of a storm, embarking over the land,
Drifting overhead eyes spot it coming, a cloud,
Dark, gloomy mists of crashing waves rise as a tide over the sky,
The arrival shades the earth with its somber tone,
Reaching to tell us what it has,
Its power,
We watch in awe as it overwhelms,
A flash beats,
Everything is flooded with the light,
Nothing left untouched by the white covering,
Then gone;
Following with the repetition of another Boom,
And the cloud falls in pieces, shattered,
The shards clash on the ground,
I walk beyond the frame of the door,
The shards prance on my head,
Bouncing as their kin at my feet,
I look to the covered firmament,
Upon my face the shards dribble and pounce,
I smile,
With correlation to my lips, my arms rise,
Fingers open,
As the shards of the shattered cloud fall,
They wet, everything and all,
This is the power of a cloud,
This is why it’s so proud,
Nothing from it can hide,
It is power,
It is water,
It is shards of clouds,
Breathing bliss into my life.
poem by Keel Lincoln
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Nowhere Left To Hide
written by Marv Ross (words) / Marv & Rindy Ross (music)
You're young and hungry and you're not satisfied
You take your chances and walk that tentative line
You push a little harder and leave old friends behind
But, baby, sooner or later you could wake up and find
That you have run out of time, and you know you've got
Nowhere left to hide
Nothing to protect your heart this time
You've got nowhere left to hide
You know the feeling of walking out in that ring
You weigh your hunger against the fear that it brings
And in that moment at night when you finally decide
You better be sure you've got shelter
When the whole thing unwinds
And something's breaking inside
'Cause you know you've got
Nowhere left to hide
Nothing to protect your heart this time
You've got nowhere left to hide
No regrets, alibis, you know your chances this time
song performed by by Quarterflash
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A heart chanced
A heart chanced
~
A heart chanced once more
After years of silent solitude
Met only silence in its asking
And wept into a quiet nothing
A pride and strength deflated
The hope which fed each word
Broken like the dream left behind
The memories of past heartbreak
Revoked in this new silence
A question asked, regretted
A belief chanced, lost
The simple words spoken
Honest and gently thought
Fall into a quiet silence
A solitude of reply
To the heart which fought
To believe and chance again
Sits sadly quietly weeping
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Smile
Smile, youll steal away my soul
Smile, Ill hide away and cry
My minds made up
I will shudder to see your eyes
Smile no doubt Ill keep my pride
But it may be hard to find
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
But more regret
Painted on with empathy
Smile, dont complicate my time
Smile dont ask me if Im fine
My world blown down
There is nothing that words can say
Smile, no doubt Ill keep my pride
But it may be hard to find
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
But more regret
Painted on with empathy
Theres nothing left, theres nothing left
Smile, youll steal away my soul
Smile, Ill hide away and cry
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
Smile, youll steal away my soul
Smile, Ill hide away and cry
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
Smile, no doubt Ill keep my pride
But it may be hard to find
If only you had tried
Going to leave it far behind
It may be hard to find
If only you had tried
Going to leave it far behind
song performed by by Olive
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The Little Homes
We have heard the cheering, brothers,
We have heard the martial peal;
We have seen the soldiers marching
And the glint of sun and steel.
We have heard the songs, the shouting;
But, while forth the soldier roams,
Who has heard the weeping, brothers,
In the Little Homes?
We have seen the gay processions
And the careless, laughing crowds.;
We have seen the banners waving
Out against the peaceful clouds;
Yet, while colors proudly flutter
Over noble spires and domes,
Who has seen the mourning, brothers,
In the Little Homes?
From the Little Homes that nestle
Where the smiling fields sweep wide,
From the Little Homes that huddle
In the city, side by side,
They have called the eager fighters
Men who went with smiles and cheers;
Pride of wives and pride of mothers,
Choking back the tears!
Women of the little homesteads,
Women of the city slums,
They are waiting, ever waiting;
And the sound of muffled drums
In some stricken Home is echoed,
Where grey Grief is guest to-day.
And to-morrow? Nay, the others
Still must wait - and pray.
What the Little Homes shall suffer,
What the Little Homes shall pay
Must be more than sturdy fighters,
More than women's grief to-day.
In the years that follow after,
Be our battles won or lost,
In the Little Homes, my brothers,
They shall pay the cost.
They shall pay the cost of glory,
They shall pay the price of peace,
Years and many long years after
All the sounds of battle cease.
When the sword is sheathed - or broken
When the battle flag is furled,
Still the Little Homes must suffer
Over all the World.
Have you seen the old grey mothers
Smiling to the ringing cheers?
Have you seen the young wives striving
Bravely to hold back the tears?
Have you seen the young girl marching
By her soldier-lover's side?
Have you, seen our country's women
All aglow with pride?
Then, shall we think shame, my brothers,
To give thanks upon our knees
That the land we love should hold them
Wives and mothers such as these?
Women who still hide their sorrow
As their soldiers march away,
Turning brave and steadfast faces
To the light of day?
Oh, the Little Homes are Cheerful
Little Homes that know no pride
But the pride of sacrificing
Loved ones to the battle tide!
They are many, many brothers,
And their sacrifice is great.
Shrines are they and sacred places,
Where the women wait.
Aye, the Little Homes are holy
At the closing of the day,
When young wives must face their sorrow,
When grey mothers kneel to pray,
Facing, all alone, dread visions
Of the land the soldier roams,
Then God heed the sobbing, brothers,
In the Little Homes.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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No Place To Hide
Ha, ha, ha!
I see your faces and I do not understand why
Each time I dream youre standing there right by my side.
Why do you make me? you take my pride
And in my eyes you kinda rape me... inside
I have no place to run and hide
I have no place to hide, which I like
Some will look at the time I looked back into my life.
You wanna touch me to see whats in my eyes.
Why do you make me, remember my hate, all this shame?
Dont you hate me? ... sometimes?
I have no place to run and hide.
I have no place to hide, which I like.
I have no place to run so come on follow me
I have no place to run
Which I like... I like
I have no place to run and hide.
I have no place to hide, which I like.
(x2)
song performed by by Korn
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This Is My Heart Talking Now
(lewis anderson/jason sellers)
I know how much Ive hurt you
Trying to stand my ground
Raising my voice building defenses
While trying to tear yours down
I want you so much, I need you so near
Please dont give up til I make that clear
Cause
This is my heart talking now
No anger, no ego, no pride
This is my soul reaching out
With all that Im feeling inside
The words that Ive spoken
They left your heart broken
They came out wrong somehow
But this is my heart
This is my heart talking now
Maybe youre certain its over
Maybe I cant change your mind
Mabe me saying Im sorry
Will just seem a waste of time
But I couldnt bare if you walked away
Not knowing for sure that
I love you this way
This is my heart talking now
No anger, no ego, no pride
This is my soul reaching out
With all that Im feeling inside
The words that Ive spoken
They left your heart broken
They came out wrong somehow
But this is my heart
This is my heart talking now
This is my heart
This is my heart talking now
song performed by by Wade Hayes
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Truth Hurts
You know my will is broken
Youve got my heart on hold
Im lying here in pieces, so cold
It gets so hard to handle
All the things you need to say
But I guess I heard it all before anyway
Is love such a blessing or a curse
Either way
Truth hurts
Well therell be no more running
Now Ive got you face to face
I want to know who youve been loving in my place
You say I had it coming
Try to hold my head up high
Love gave me wings and left me paralyzed
Theres nothing left alive
As we watch the spirits die
The world keeps turning
My heart keeps learning
Do you know where the guilty sleep
Babe Ive got my pride
Somehow I will survive
The world keeps turning
My heart keeps learning
Do you know where the lonely sleep tonight
Another fallen angel
How far I just cant tell
Living without love is a living hell
Why is love such a blessing or a curse
Baby either way
Truth hurts
Babe Ive got my pride
Somehow I will survive
My heart keeps learning
Dont know which is worse
But one thing that I know
Truth hurts
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Left Me A Fool
Everybody loves you
And they want to know your story
You go riding out a mystery
Concealed in all your glory
But when it comes to flesh and bones
You remind me of shallot
Only made of shadows
Even though youre not
I remember how I spent
All my energy and time
With affected conversation
Trying to pry inside your mind
You are as beautiful as truth
And as empty as a shell
And I came to you one night
And it made me feel like hell
Oh to reach through all your surface
Just to find an empty pool
And to suffer all your pride
As I lay down by your side
And you swallowed up my heart
And left me a fool
Left me a fool
Everybody loves a hero
An image to create
The antithesis of everything
Inside ourselves we hate
But youd better close your eyes
When its time for them to die
Because youd hate to think the life
Youd built upon them was a lie
Oh to reach through all your surface
Just to find an empty pool
And to suffer all your pride
As I lay down by your side
And you swallowed up my heart
And left me a fool
Left me a fool
I resign myself to silence
I will never blow your cover
No one ever has to know
Who the hero took for lover
But it has come to mind as you blaze on
As brilliant as a star
How many youve left behind
How many casualties there are
Oh to reach through all your surface
Just to find an empty pool
And to suffer all your pride
As I lay down by your side
And you swallowed up my heart
And left me a fool
Left me a fool
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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It Doesn't Matter
You look at me with eye's so cold
and a heart made of stone
drowning me in tears
of a love that never was to be
knowing it doesn't matter anymore
because you never loved me anyway
after all of these years
All the nights I spent alone
waiting there for you just to come home
listening for the words you would never say
while I watch everything around us decay
still you just turned and walked away
and left me here with nothing to hold
but it doesn't matter like before
because you never loved me that way
the way I wanted to see
Letting it all go you chose to hide
behind your mask of lies
that you only told
as you closed the door
without any good-bye's
trying to take away my pride
but it doesn't matter no more
I seen through your disquise
and now I realize
I don't love you enough to stay
Spiritwind-2011
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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March of Memories
Left, right - left, right . . .
We march today for memories (the grizzled Digger said)
Memories of lost dreams and comrades gone ahead
Comrades bloody war took, dreams that men have slain
(Left, right - left, right . . .) Not ours to dream again.
There was Shorty Hall and Len Pratt, Long Joe and Blue,
Skeet and Brolga Houlihan, and Fat and me and you:
Bright lads, the old bunch; eager lads and keen
That first day we marched down thro' this familiar scene.
Dreams were ours, and high hopes went with us overseas.
(Left, right - left, right . . . ) And now 'tis memories.
We march again for memories (the grizzled Digger sighed)
Memories of lost mates, of foolish hopes that died.
First, Shorty got his issue on the beach at Sari Bair.
(Left, right - left, right . . .) The vision of him there
Brought the dawn of disillusion. I needed little more
To blood me to the butchery, the filthiness called war.
Shorty, like a limp rag, slung there anyhow,
Sprawling on the warm sand like I can see him now.
Always was a merry mate, a rare lad for fun.
(Left, right - left, right . . .) And Shorty, that was one.
We march today for memories; and they come crowding fast
As each year adds another page to the story of the past.
Pratt went west at Mena Base; raved of home and peace.
(Left, right - left, right . . . ) His was a kind release.
For a Lone Pine shell-burst got him; and he was less than man.
'Twas a sniper's bullet bore the name of Brolga Houlihan.
We called him Happy Houlihan, the man who took a chance.
Then the Reaper paused and plotted for the rest of them in France -
Except Long Joe, the luckless, a youth ill-shaped for war.
(Left, right - left, right . . .) And Long Joe was four.
We march today for memories. Little else had we
When we marched home as veterans. Blue and you and me.
For Skeet went with a night raid, and none came back alive.
(Left, right - left, right . . .) So Skeet, he tallied five.
Five gone and four to fight; us and Blue and Fat,
Who vowed he was too big to hit; but a whizz-bang settled that.
Yet Fat was lucky to the end - an end that held no pain.
All hell erupted where he stood; and none saw him again.
And Blue marched, and you marched, and I, a war-torn three.
(Left. right - left, right . . . ) Marched with memory.
We march again with memories (the grizzled Digger spake)
One year? Ten years? How soon shall we awake
To glorious reality? For lately it would seem -
(Left, right - left, right . . .) - we march within a dream.
Where Shorty is, and Blue is, and Happy Houlihan,
That seems the only real land, with rest for weary man.
For Blue went out three years ago; and cruel slow to kill
Was the war-god, the grim god who claims victims still.
But you and I, old Digger friend, will soon march with the rest.
(Left, right - left, right . . .) In the Army of the West!
Today we march with memories, and years dull the pain.
But God help the young 'uns, mate, if they must march again,
(Left, right - left, right . . .) For the young must ever dream.
But we march with memories, and ghosts go at our side -
Len Pratt and Long Joe, whom men say have died.
And you walk like a ghost, mate; you do not turn to hear.
Or is it - Did the boys say you passed last year?
Out of this tangled dreaming has your troubled spirit flown?
(Left, right - left, right . . .) And I march alone.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Broken Chances
My Love,
I don't know how you're going to get this,
But it is my last word on this Earth.
Just what ever you do sit alone and read this.
I want you to be at the lake where you gave me my first kiss,
I want you to sit by the tree that held us, and read this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were my love, my only one person who always made me smile,
You held my hand through so many things, so many firsts.
You were my light you were my smile
And you told me the three deadly words,
The words that always kill, but first make you smile.
I have sewed my mouth shut, so you will never see me smile.
I would melt at the sound of your voice,
I would just sit and listen just to know you were really there,
I would call when you weren't home, just to hear your voice.
My wish every day was to hear you say 'I love you',
To hear your voice.
I have glued my ears so I don't have to listen to your lies.
I remember the feeling of your hands running through my hair,
You'd weave your fingers through it to comfort me,
Sometimes I would act sad just to feel your fingers in my hair,
I would silently smile and melt in your arms.
I remember your fingers running through my blond hair.
I have cut my hair so I can never remember that feeling.
U can see you standing looking at me with your sparkling eyes,
I always see you,
I can never see past those deep eyes,
I can see you smile at me, see your hands reach for mine.
I can still see your eyes.
I have cut my eyes out so I can never again fall into your deceiving eyes.
You made my heart race with butterflies, with hope.
I gave you my heart to keep, you said you'd never break it,
You gave me the one thing i needed ti keep going; hope.
And I fell for the traps, I gave you EVERYTHING.
I ave you all the hope I held in my heart, my soul.
I have stabbed my heart, just so you can't shatter what's already broken.
You became my life, you became my love, my everything.
No matter what happened I still loved you,
And no matter what I tried to give you everything,
And you made me loose so much that I'm left with nothing,
And with my dying breath I give you what was all I had left, my everything.
I take my life to show you what love really means, that it's not the lie you told.
I may not be able to smile when you hold me,
I may not be able to hear your words even if their truth,
I may not be able to remember you soothing touch, or your warmth,
I mat not be able to see your eyes, or your reaching hands,
I may not be able to press my beating heart against your skin,
I may not be able to give you a second chance, for like my heart it is broken,
But After the pain and lies, I believe in what I felt for you,
And hope maybe someday you'll believe the same, and find beauty from pain
Even with nothing left to give you but my word, I breath my last breath for you.
I lay in silence to let you live, to give to you a broken second chance,
For I will always love you,
Be............
by: Bethany Maxwell =)
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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From The Heart
All the things I used to do
Dont seem to mean much anymore
Every face and every place
Were lost along the way
Im sitting here all by myself
Looking in the mirror
Holding an old photograph
Oh how it used to be
Everything comes from the heart
I believe that its true
Time changes pride from the heart
Its all from the heart
All the words I used to say
Dont seem to mean much anymore
Every hurt and every word
Were bought along the way
Im sitting here all by myself
Looking out the window
Im playing an old record
The same old melody
Every word comes from the heart
I believe that its true
Time mends each hurt from the heart
Its all from the heart
Theres no need to hide inside
The old world anymore
Youre standing here right next to me
I turn to you and smile
Love, it begins from the heart
I believe that its true
Time mends each hurt from the heart
I believe that its true
Every word comes from the heart
I believe that its true
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pride!
All I have left is my pride.
But a shield, yet a buoy.
Keeps me afloat against vice,
Against your spite that annoy.
My pride; a protective pride,
Affords me dignity's joy-
When you want to stomp my might,
When you want to stop my force.
It is my pride that clears my sight.
Thus leave me to my proud course.
Lest you feel my wrath ever fierce.
My pride, the only dignity I know.
Only wall between trodden tears;
The defender of weak, helpless souls,
Those looking upon the rich with fear.
Pride; the bold titanium shield of sorts.
Blocking the piercing stares and jeers.
Unseen strength that can't be stopped.
Can't be broken; is my pride here.
poem by Real Wordz
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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