Skin
This is someone elses story
Someone that I never knew
This is someone elses body
Am I getting through to you
If you peel away the armor is something underneath
If you look below for hidden treasure underneath another layer
Are you hiding underneath the skin
Chorus
If you peel away the skin is there anybody there
If you peel away the skin is there anybody there
If you peel away the armor is it too late to begin
Is there anybody hiding if you peel away the skin
Now a spark has passed between us now
A momentary recognition
Something lost and something gained
And something shared that feels strange
Something cold that will not go away
Theres a heart as cold as ice
In a vault thats made of stone
Over years the walls got higher
Over years the walls have grown
Is there anybody in there in this self inflicted tomb
If you peel away the layers is there someone in this room
If you peel away the skin, if you peel away the skin
This is someone elses story
Someone that I never knew
This is someone elses body
Am I getting through to you
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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The Layers Of My Existence
peel me, not like an onion where you shall cry for every
layer, no, i do not require tears here, at most, you may need
only to smile, and then be so patient, as you peel me
layer by layer, as i watch, and as you carefully peel me
with your bare hands, i will allow it, all for you and your
curiousity,
you discover the erotic layer
and in there exists the desire
for an adventure, the disregarding
of sin, and then peel me further
move on,
find the layer of my
intellect, you shall find what i have
told you all about, my nerves and
common sense, my strivings to go
deeper towards my self, and then
peel me further, you see the bone
of my contentions, my hardened
principles and uncompromises
then peel me further, find the
marrow that makes all the blood
of my life, my sorrows and pains,
my exhilarations and bliss and
joys and happiness, and you will
say there is nothing more to find.
you are wrong. There is this last
peel that you cannot see. It is like
air, and it floats and it gets in,
it always finds an empty space,
and you cannot find it there anymore,
it is now inside you and you cannot
get that out of your system
you must accept this:
i have become
an essential part of you, and there is
nothing now that you can do.
you see, in peeling me, you find
no exit anymore. Whether you
you will be happy or sad, it is
already beyond my control.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon
spent most of last night
dragging this lake
for the corpses of all
my past mistakes
sell me out, the jokes on you
he is salt and you are the wound
empty another bottle
and let me tear you to pieces
this is me wishing you
into the worst situations
i'm the kinda kid who cant
let anything go
but you wouldn't know a good thing
if it came up and slit your throat
whoa whoa ooooh whoa whoa
your remorse hasn't fallen on deaf ears
rather ones that just don't care
cause i know
that you're in between arms somewhere
next to heartbeats where you shouldn't be asleep
now i'll teach you a lesson for keeping secrets from me
take your taste back
peel back your skin
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying no once in a while
oh once in a while
take your taste back peel back your skin
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying no once in a while
oh once in a while
and did you hear the news
i could dissect you and gut you on this stage
not as eloquent as i may have imagined
but it will get the job done
you're done
every line is plotted and designed
to leave you standing on your bedroom windows ledge
and everyone else that it hits
that it gets to
is nothing more than collateral damage
take your taste back
peel back your skin
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying no once in a while
oh once in a while
take your taste back peel back your skin
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying no once in a while
oh once in a while
song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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Seeing a Clearer Me
layer by layer
i peel so that
like a glass
you can view me
crystal clear as a virgin river
a polished diamond
decades of
practice for those
seasoned fingers
to strike at her core
to bring out those few
beethoven scores
he tuned up the world for
a great watch maker
filing his cog to tighten time
the precision of mind
to keep a universal lie at bay
verse by verse
layer by layer
i peel to get to
the sheen the almighty
laid hidden in me
layer by layer
i peel off the world
to see a clearer me
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Like the Sound of Bells
To touch you 'there'
Would mean so much.
To lift your feet,
From thick restrictions haunting.
Your tears keep you cloaked
With unwanted burdens on your shoulders.
I 'see' this with my heart that feels.
I'd like to remove...
Whatever is there,
Peel by peel!
Wanting to hear your laughter ring...
Like the sound of bells to all with appeal!
To touch you 'there'
Would mean so much!
You have substance.
You have beauty.
With a voice that sparkles...
And this 'has' to be revealed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You're There
The room is dark, the walls are pale
Like my skin in the moonlight.
A frayed end of sanity goes stale
Dipped in one apathetic night.
Where I saw your image, light as a feather
Draw me into an abyss of grief.
Though I feel you near, comfort and relief.
In my flesh you forever flow
Freely through my soul.
poem by Matthew Peel
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Man Or Animal
You give me a heart attack
You look like the summertime
You call me an artifact
But I'll save that for another time
I could be rich or poor
I don't need anymore
Keep your love inside the kitchen
You can feed me anything
Leave the feathers on the chicken
Peel the leather from your skin
I can be young or old
Sweet or sad, hot or cold
Chorus
Man or animal, I don't care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obidient
out of control
I will love you more than money
I will breathe you in the smoke
I will drink you in my honey
Sweet and golden down my throat
When you're right, when you're wrong
Head is near, eyes are gone
You can drown my appetite
I will sip your tears at night
You can tie me to a chair
Skin and bones, I don't care
I could be rich or poor
I don't need anymore
Chorus
Man or animal, I don't care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obedient
out of control
Man or animal, I don't care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obedient
out of control
out of control
You give me a heart attack
I will give you more than that
You give me a heart attack
I will give you more than that
song performed by by Audioslave
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I Want It All
I want it all
I want it all
I dont know what it is
But I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I dont know what it is
But I want it all
And I want it now
I want it now
I dont know what it is
But I want it now
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Gimme gimme some more
Of the same old stuff
It dont make me happy
And its never enough
Gimme gimme some more
Of the same old stuff
It dont make me happy
And its never enough
Peel back my skin
So that you can see
What I really am
The true colour of me
Peel back my skin
So that you can see
What I really am
The true colour of me
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
song performed by by Eurythmics
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52 Degrees
A heavy dew splashes my window
52 Degrees of cold mist outside
Too cold to touch
Beautiful to stare
Right there
Nothing.
Calm smudge
Distorts the world
Breaking all peceptual realities
Just beyond my dreary window
It'll be right there, waiting, stalking
Just as you exit the warmth
Chill you to the bone
Penetrate the skin, muscles
Numbing the worry
The anxiety
Momentarily
poem by Matthew Peel
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The Civil War
I am torn in two
but I will conquer myself.
I will dig up the pride.
I will take scissors
and cut out the beggar.
I will take a crowbar
and pry out the broken
pieces of God in me.
Just like a jigsaw puzzle,
I will put Him together again
with the patience of a chess player.
How many pieces?
It feels like thousands,
God dressed up like a whore
in a slime of green algae.
God dressed up like an old man
staggering out of His shoes.
God dressed up like a child,
all naked,
even without skin,
soft as an avocado when you peel it.
And others, others, others.
But I will conquer them all
and build a whole nation of God
in me - but united,
build a new soul,
dress it with skin
and then put on my shirt
and sing an anthem,
a song of myself.
poem by Anne Sexton
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The Girl From New York City
She came out with her best friend for the summer in l. a.
They took a spot and plopped down on the beach
You find them there near every day
And I said
California guys all cant peel their eyes
From that girl from new york city
And l. a. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from new york city
Well turn em on with all the things that will be happening night and day
Well show them such a groovy time that theyll both be decidin to stay
And let me say
California guys all cant peel their eyes
From that girl from new york city
And l. a. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from new york city
California guys all cant peel their eyes
From that girl from new york city
And l. a. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from new york city
California guys all cant peel their eyes
From that girl from new york city
And l. a. boys all heard the noise
About that girl from new york city
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Eating the peeling
Who’s gonna tell you
What to eat and
what to throw away?
Nobody you say.
And I watch you eat
The peel and not the
Flesh of the yellow banana.
And you smirked again
Asking me
Who’s gonna tell me
What to eat and throw away?
And in contempt of my
Presence like I do not
Exist
You eat the peel
And throw away the flesh.
I know you didn’t like it.
But I know you didn’t like me more.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet Mask
Hi dear, Hello dear
I remember father telling us,
Of girls, who hid behind curtains
Of girls who lit fires
On faces of, to be, bridegrooms
Of maids who wore masks.
And to reveal, were suitors.
The mask, I have seen
This mask, that ye have won
I wish I would peel
I know, beneath lies, no stern
Beneath, a longing, honeyed
Heart, lies in heaven
Ecstasy, a waits, a clock ticks
Sweet mask, ye will, peel!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Much Deeper Than What Is Shown
There are layers of living one's life,
Complex.
That will not be easy to peel away to reveal...
What has been lived as one might suspect!
To scratch beneath a crust thought thin,
With a hope to match,
A few moments given...
To a belief thought easy to satisfy,
A curiosity to probe and pry...
Can not be applied!
Not to this specimen...
Thought to be light,
Of a wind...
One can stand against and defend.
There are layers of living one's life,
Complex.
That will not be easy to peel away to reveal...
What has been lived as one might suspect!
That which appears to sit alone as stone...
May show what's on a surface,
Something much deeper.
Much deeper...
Than what is shown!
Deeper, deeper still...
Than what is believed to be known!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Skin
Underneath my skin, is another skin
Underneath my bones some other bones
In which you have walked
And still walk
Underneath this tree grows another tree
In which you have grown
In which your roots have sewn
These shoots that rise up
Carry me nearer to you
I walk into your past
Breathe inside of your days
And your heart holds mine
Each beat
A sign that you are still living
Underneath these stones
Are your living stones
That will not die
I walk into your past
And live always in your presence
I carry you under my skin
Shaped by the dust of your bone
Born from the seed of your love
Carried on the wind
I carry you under my skin
Into the skin of another
Into the flesh and the blood of a lover
And you will live on
In the root of the tree
In the fruit of the flower
On and on
Held in the heart on another
I carry you under my skin
And always you are here, with me
poem by Yvette Smith
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Lost Scent
Tonight my bound hair
Has fallen astray in this prison
The scent of chenghi in my tresses
Has vanished among the stink of the wolves
The lost scent of my tresses
Torments me
The indelible marks of paws
On my bosom haunt me
In my dream-like-life
Oh my tresses, my comrades
For many a seasons
Somebody cut it this day
It is beyond my endurance
The remnants of stench
In my tresses; in my body
Ema, please cut my hair!
Ema, please peel my skin!
poem by Shreema Ningombam
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Explorations: XXXI
Skin morphs into
A vulnerable leaf
In the face of passion
And paralyzing fever
Skin feels a textured
Piece of unique art
Tempting one to touch
When just bathed
There's no difference
Between the landscape
And the skin when
Both are fresh
Skin,
Potent communicator
Of the subtle body language
Ah, the skin!
The treasure
Skin hides like
The deep ocean blue
What's skin deep?
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Beneath The Skin
Beneath the Skin a caustic red river
Beneath the Skin corrosive abuser
Beneath the Skin genetic in rupture
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin a still born forgiveness
Beneath the Skin cell transfer in whispers
Beneath the Skin a lover cries murder
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin i wasted this moment
Beneath the Skin old undiscovered
Beneath the Skin another lies ruptured
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Ode to a Frozen Timepiece
I.
Funny now, the painted scenes of love abound
That stricken tick, persistent, pleasing measure
Done its final dance around, and now its final sound
To hills of shadows passing, glinting skies to eyes azure
II.
To you, my darling dove, oh tattered queen of yesteryear
There is no harsher justice, as the mountain snows recede
Possessed are we of sweet decrees, those locks of album hair
Cold and unforgiving Mistress, marking moments - do proceed
III.
Funny how the autumn leaves play floating in the valley stream
When yesterday they reached majestic to the thin and wispy sky
The dawn that was forever yields herself her precious time
As one-by-one our friends resign to overtones of where they lie
IV.
To the point of conversation, to the strange, conjunctive bind
We find ourselves, then lose ourselves, and labor, circle-wise
This journey, but a moving picture, lost upon us, dumb and blind
Anchored fast to harbor bottoms as the seas begin to rise
V.
Funny vow, to promise time through sick and harvest thin
When it has frozen to the maize and barley, dearest sleepy one
Peel-by-peel the onion skin reveals each act of grace and sin
Until the tick of halted hands surcease the setting sun
poem by Kelly Vinal
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Razor Deep
the razor slides across my skin
pleasure and relief i feel within
they ask me why
all i do is cry
i am hurt so deep i dont think ill ever heel
there are no more layers on my heart to peel
i cry and shake when i think of you
and they day you left and made me forever blue
i look to the sky and wish youd come back
i wish i could once again hear the voice of my dad
the memory of you will never leave our hearts and minds
your spirit is here for all of time
i love you and know now youre finally happy
no more drugs and alcohol or sorrow
i love you and ill think of you the day after tomorrow
yet you wont be here and ill fall into the dark
laying there lifess with a broken heart
poem by Jean Pullman
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Skull Beneath The Skin
The Skull Beneath the Skin" by Megadeth
Mean and infectious
the evil prophets rise
Dance of the macabre
as witches streak the sky
Decadent worship of
black magic and sorcery
In the womb of the devils dungeon
trapped without a plea
See thing in agony
necrosis is the fate
pins sticking through the skin
the venom now sedates
Locked in a pillory
nowhere to be found
Screaming for your life
but no one hears a sound
HHHEELLLPPPP MMMMEEEEEEEE
Prepare the patients scalp
to peel away
metal caps for his ears
he'll hear NOT what we say
solid steel visor
riveted cross his eyes
Iron staples close his jaws
so no one hears his cries
The skull beneath the skin
Now you're drawn and quartered
your bones will make the X
symbol stands for poison
and it's chained to your head
And as we fold your arms
to make the holy cross
We cross the crucifix
religion has been lost
The skull beneath the skin
song performed by by Megadeth
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