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Remnants Of My Sister

the long wavy strand of brown
stuck to the tub wall,
a note in slanty handwriting,
the dirty outfit
heaped up in the hamper,
all the video game systems pulled out from
beneath the television,
and the glass left by the computer
with milk stains on the rim
make me smile
even though i said i'd never
miss you.

poem by Alys Matthews
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The Video Shop

The local factorys been pulled down
By an overseas corporation
Now all of my brothers are looking around
For alternative occupation
I was sitting by the telly with my brother, kenny
When suddenly the penny dropped
While all of my brothers are sitting at home
Ive got a bank loan and Ive opened up my very own
Video shop
Video shop
At the video shop
I can fly, fly you away
Comedy and tragedy are all sitting on my shelf
And if youve got a fantasy
For a small rental fee
You can set yourself free
At my video shop
At my video shop
At the video shop
I can fly, fly you away
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
From all of the depression in you head
Caused by all the living in the red
Ive got a bootleg version of citizen kane
A second hand copy of psycho
Ive taped them off the telly so you shouldnt complain
And theres no guarantee youll get your money back again
From my video shop
My video shop
If you want to escape, I can rent you a tape
To relieve your situation
If you feel a bit low, I got a good peep show
cos everybody knows almost anything goes
At my video shop
At my video shop
One fifty a day and Ill fly, fly you away
Its nothing to pay to fly far, far away
I can help you through that lonely night
Ive got technicolour, black and white
I can guide you through those empty days
Make you smile and take your blues away
O let me fly you away
At my video shop
Fly, fly you away
Another factorys been knocked down
But nobody ever complains
And all of my brothers are customers now
We all play video games
I can see it in the eyes of all the lonely wives
If theyre bored and they feel like a change
I do sales, rentals, even a swop
And if you feel like a change, well it can all be arranged
At my video shop
At my video shop
At my video shop
At my video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
And everyone who walks in through that door
Has got something that theyre looking for
At my video shop
At my video shop
At the video shop
I can fly, fly you away
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
Oh, at the video shop
Oh, at the video shop
Oh, at the video shop

song performed by by Kinks
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A bottle of wolf’s poison

At dusk little Martha walks
pass the back of the old house
that is build of heaped blue Jacob stone

and her older sister who has to watch her
is a distance away in the orchard
where she is catching small gnats
with shouts of joy.

The sun glows orange red
on the horizon and the rays hits
a brown bottle that protrudes
from one of the cracks of the Jacob rocks

and at a distance
it looks to three-year-old Martha
like her mother’s kitchen knife
and quickly she walks closer
on her little feet
and she tries to take it, but it is stuck tight.

With a long stick
she digs the bottle out,
bites it open with her small teeth
and there’s pink liquid
that flows down her throat.

Still she wonders
what this bottle is doing here
and goes round the corner
into the kitchen
where she finds her mother
and gives the bottle to her.

Her mother turns white from fright
as it is wolf’s poison
and deadly strong
and her shout is so loud
that three of Martha’s older brothers
run in from the outside.

“Go and milk one of the cows
and bring some more milk, hurry”
is said to Pieter
and she takes a bucket of milk
from the pantry
and pour some in a glass for Martha to drink
while Pieter runs
as fast as he can to the stable.

“Drink sis drink, ” Martha is begged
and glass after glass is given to her
until she starts to vomit
and still they beg her to drink
while they pour some more glasses of milk

and the pink poison
comes out with the vomit
and Pieter brings some more
fresh hot milk
and pours the jug out
and Martha shakes and cries

and they beg her to drink
and still more is poured into glasses
and she drinks
until she vomits the entire poison out.

[Reference: Wolf’s poison is strychnine.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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Faded pictures

NLY two patient eyes to stare
Out of the canvas. All the rest-
The warm green gown, the small hands pressed
Light in the lap, the braided hair

That must have made the sweet low brow
So earnest, centuries ago,
When some one saw it change and glow-
All faded! Just the eyes burn now.

I dare say people pass and pass
Before the blistered little frame,
And dingy work without a name
Stuck in behind its square of glass.

But I, well, I left Raphael
Just to come drink these eyes of hers,
To think away the stains and blurs
And make all new again and well.

Only, for tears my head will bow,
Because there on my heart's last wall,
Scarce one tint left to tell it all,
A picture keeps its eyes, somehow.

poem by William Vaughn Moody
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I Miss

I miss

I miss the way you say my name
I miss your smile
I miss the way you make me feel
I miss you

I miss the sparkle in your eyes
I miss the love you had for me
I miss having your shoulder to cry on
I miss your arms around me

I miss the way you make me smile
I miss the way you hug me
I miss the way we always met
I miss everything about you

I miss your warmth
I miss the love raidiating from you
I miss the softness of your lips
I miss you

poem by Kalista Mccart
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The video game culture was an important thing to keep alive in the film because we're in a new era right now. The idea that kids can play video games like Grand Theft Auto or any video game is amazing. The video games are one step before a whole other virtual universe.

quote by Vin Diesel
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He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon - Villanelle

He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon,
From drops of peridot scattered at sea,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

His father not caring where or with whom,
Or from what rare ocean his being might be-
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon.

He learnt his letters from a dark winged loon
Who flew where the mountains caress the trees,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

His speech was a garble of false and truth,
Whistling like a hollow piped reed,
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon.

His eyes a contagion of waters blue
And brackish trunks of underwater trees
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

His normal voice wove a threadless tune,
Brought close the mermaids, hungry to feed;
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

poem by Patti Masterman
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Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) (Edit)

You've done it all
You've broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You've spoilt the game
No matter what you say
For only metal, what a bore
Blue eyes, blue eyes
How can you tell so many lies?
Come up and see me, make me smile
I'll do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left
All is gone and run away
Maybe you'll tarry for a while
It's just a test
A game for us to play
Win or lose, it's hard to smile
Resist, resist
It's from yourself you'll have to hide
Come up and see me to make me smile
I'll do what you want, running wild
There ain't no more
You've taken everything
From my belief in Mother Earth
Can you ignore my faith in everything?
'Cos I know what faith is
And what it's worth
Away, away
And don't say maybe you'll try
To come up and see me, make me smile
I'll do what you want, just running wild"
Repeat to fade

song performed by by Erasure
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I miss you...

I miss hearing you say 'Miss. Long Legs'
I miss you showing me how to make a cake
A cake that you would make from scratch
Decorate yourself
It would take all day long
But I would sit right next to you
I miss the advice you would give me
I miss hearing your stories
Oh My Darling...
I miss the jokes you would tell me
I miss being able to call you
I miss going to your house for sunday breakfast
I miss saying 'grandma can I have more toast'
I miss going for rides with you
I miss collecting cans with you and grandpa
I miss seeing you smile
I miss the hugs you use to give me
Most of all I miss you more than ever
The day you past
It felt like my whole world caved in
I don't think I ever cried so much
The family just wont be the same
You held everyone together
Now who's going to tell me stories?
Who's going to make sunday breakfast?
Who's going to give me advice now?
Know one could ever replace you
I love you so much
I wish you where still here
I need you more than ever right now
I know your in a better place
Hopefully I will be able to see you soon
I cant wait for the day
That I can see your smile again
I miss you grandma

poem by Ashley Olson
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The Spider And The Ant

I curiously observed an ant as it meandered,
ever closer to the spider's web.
In the corner of the window sat the spider,
a strand of web beneath its leg.

A waiting game was being played by the spider,
as the ant went this way and then the other.
How could it miss the web's support strands.
The spider bided its time and didn't bother.

The ant finally came across a strand and hesitated,
it tested its safety and then stepped back.
Surprisingly it climbed up to the labyrinth's centre,
the spider's sensors couldn't miss that.

It ran up the web and began to encase its prisoner,
but the ant fought hard against the thread.
Seconds later the spider returned to its corner
satisfied that its prey was almost dead.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Darren McCarty is a big video game guy, and he brings his systems with him on the road.

quote by Steve Yzerman
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Jizzlober

They will sum it all up in a sentence
a veredict made by those who know
Im ready to make a commitment
Im willing to make love to concrete
Smiles
bruises
smiles
bruises
bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattres and they are making me itch
my time is spilt milk
My skin is a layer of soot
Im spendig my days scrubbing
Im trying so hard to act like nothing happened(No one left to blame)
Im trying so hard to find that fresh clean smell(No one left to blame)
Smiles
bruises
smiles
bruises
bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutyes under my dirty mattres and they are making me itch
my time is spilt milk
I am what Ive done
I am what Ive done
Im sorry
Im sorry
SORRY

song performed by by Faith No More
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I Miss The Rain

i miss the sun shining face in my life
it was disappear for long time
i miss the smile on your face before
i do have for who smile for me
i miss the kiss of sweet lips feelings
who loved me as much as i want
i miss the tears of eyes when i'm cried
and someone make me smile and naughty
i miss the rain when we are together
i miss the rain when we have dance
with u in nights when rain..
i miss the sky of clouds and thunder too
bcaz you embarrassed me soo..
i miss the touch your lovely fingers
i miss the touch of one big lover..
i feels it and i wants it..too..
but it is not possible in this way
only possible in haven and 7th heaven

poem by Khushi throne
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Jizzlobber

They will sum it all up in a sentence
A verdict made by those who know
Im ready to make a commitment
Im willing to make love to concrete
Smiles
Bruises
Smiles
Bruises
Bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch
My time
Is spilt milk
My skin is a layer of soot
Im spending my days scrubbing
Im trying so hard to act like nothing happened (no one left to blame)
Im trying so hard to find that fresh, clean smell (no one left to blame)
Smiles
Bruises
Smiles
Bruises
Bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch
My time
Is spilt milk
Cruel world sleeps above me
Mounting and teasing
I am what Ive done
I am what Ive done
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry

song performed by by Faith No More
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I love milk so much! I make a point of drinking a glass of milk every day. So now anyone who did those milk ads with the milk mustaches, they're my heroes.

quote by Natalie Portman
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The Storm...!

My tiny car
Is gliding on
The grey band
Dissapearing into
A white wall

Gelled water
Falling from the sky
Floating across
The windshield
Has transformed
The wiper blades
Into two giant icicles
Swooshing across the glass
Making creepy sounds

The whiteness
Has conceled
The world around
Making me a fish
Swimming in a
Bowl of milk

A fish swimming alone
In a giant bowl of curdling milk
Trying to reach to the glass wall
And press its eye on to the glass

To peek at the solitary face
Gazing at the glass bowl
With her chin resting on her hand
Waiting...

Waiting for me to
Emerge through the milky darkness
To show my face...!

[Ah... glass walls... cruel invisible separators...]

poem by Rowving Smith
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Miss Moneypenny

Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while
Lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style
Its a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny
Wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile.
Miss moneypenny
Miss moneypenny
Oh
Miss moneypenny
Miss moneypenny
Oh
Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice
Feel the atmosphere, its gently laced with nicotine and spice
Its a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary
Only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice
Miss moneypenny
Miss moneypenny
Oh
Miss moneypenny
Miss moneypenny
Oh
Every job he saves the girl
Martini, mobile phone
Bastards getting in his way
Theyre all pushing daisies
All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl
0898 007 [repeat]

song performed by by Placebo
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Working With Meat

We are desensitized
Television did not break me
Been broke since I was born
I am breaking up with you

We are desensitized
Shove comfort up my nose
I feel dysfunctional
but numb enough for two

We are desensitized
I've lost my only friend
Left here alone again
They left me here alone

We are the meat you work with
This is your sense of failure
If you work me way too long
The failure stains your hands

We are the meat you've eaten
Cut us with your sharpest knife
you've been away so long
The maggots eat away

We are desensitized
Television does not hate me
Had hate for way too long
I hate you very much

We are desensitized
Shove comfort up my nose
I feel dysfunctional
But numb enough for two

We are the meat you work with
This is your sense of failure
If you worked me way too long
The failure stains your hands

We are the meat you've eaten
Cut us with your sharpest knife
You've been away so long
The maggots eat away

We all are new wave faggots
Digesting old drug habits
We've been away so long
The maggots eat
The maggots eat away

song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Sexless Demons And Scars
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A sincere lie

There's that old saying i can read you like a mirror
In my case it is a video for a mirror can't lie
Video can be happy and joyous when i'm screaming inside
a mirror shows the true shattering behind my eyes
video shows a smile sincere
Why put on such a show you ask?
Why video? why not mirror?
To let that person inside out.
Would destroy those around me
for they don't have the same look on life as I do
this despair would befall them they would worry.
So in this video i will remain
A smile a laugh... alive

poem by Corey Haddock
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I appreciate the sentiment that I am a popular woman in computer gaming circles; but I prefer being thought of as a computer game designer rather than a woman computer game designer. I don't put myself into gender mode when designing a game.

quote by Roberta Williams
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Pulled Up

Mommy, daddy, come and look at me now
Im a big man in a great big town
Years ago who would believe its true
Goes to show what a little faith can do
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I slipped, and I got pulled,
Pulled up, I slipped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up pull me up pull me up...
Pulled me up up up up up up up up
I drift away to another land
Sleeping dreaming such a simple thing
I think of things that I might be
I see my name go down in history
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so string now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up
I slipped, and I got pulled,
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I tripped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I slipped, and then you pulled
You pulled me up! pulled me up up, pulled me up...
Pulled me up up up up up up up up
I got up
cause you pulled me up
I stood up
cause you pulled me up
I got up
And that was because you pulled me up
I got up
In a little while you pulled me up
Pull me up up up up, up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
I cast a shadow on the living-room wall
Dark and savage with a profile so sharp
Keep that wonderful food on the table
Theres really no hurry Ill eat in a while
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I slipped,
And then you pulled, you pulled me up!
Pull me up...pull me up...watch out!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!

song performed by by Talking Heads
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