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Peoms and Lyrics
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This is just a collection of poems
and lyrics that i like or that really mean something to me....
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my immortal-Evanescence
i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and
if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave
me alone
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when
you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand
through all of these years
but you still have all of me
you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but
now i'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all
the sanity in me
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot
erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've
held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're
gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along
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Death Of A Nation
- Anti-Flag
When all you need was a little
motivation
They pointed fingers and yelled dead generation
When all you need was a little care
All you got was an
old white hair blank stare
Have you ever needed an ounce of love
And all you got was a whole lot of fucked
[Chorus:]
So
say your prayers
It's the death of a nation
Say your prayers
For the dead generation
Condescending broad generalizations
Get
real old real fast
Just because most hippies and their parents have sold out
Does not mean that you (Yeah, you!), your
children (your children!) and their kids wont last...
[Chorus]
Agressivness is godliness
Combativness
is holiness
Destructiveness is faithfullness
Deadliness is devoutness
Praying to a god that they created
And know
damn well does not exist...
We find them on their knees
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Tattooin' Ruth
-Shel Silverstein
Collars are choking,
Pants are
expensive,
Jackets are itchy and hot,
So tattooin' Ruth tattooed me a
suit.
Now folks think I'm dressed --
When I'm not.
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-I don't know the
author or title of this poem-
You, will live in me always,
Your words, your heart, your soul are all part of me. My heart is full of your memories, My soul has been forever touched
by you. Thank you for the gift of your life. I will never forget you.
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Falling Up - Shel Silverstein
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