Friday, 29. May 2009, 16:37:15
by Shamaya
Every new beginning,
comes from some beginnings end.
Every time you kill me,
I am born again.
Every time you close that door,
Another door is opened.
And every time you say goodbye,
a different word is spoken.
Every time you look at me
my back is facing you,
And every time you ask to see me
I'll have something else to do.
Every time I join your game,
You're not playing fair,
And every time I really love you,
I pretend that I don't care.
Wednesday, 6. May 2009, 19:27:52
by Amanda Jenkins
When you are down
And you want to get high,
Just take a good look
Up in the sky.
What you will see
Are the stars above,
And all you need
Is to proclaim your love.
Who you will find
And see so clear,
Are friends in mind
You want to hold near.
Whenever you need them
Just look up high,
Call their name
And see them fly.
Every friend you meet
Owns a star
And you can see them
No matter how far.
Whenever you are down
And want to get high,
Just take a good look
Up in the sky.
Wednesday, 6. May 2009, 15:55:52
BY: TLC
(kevin briggs, kandi burruss, and tameka cottle)
1999 shek’em down music/hitco-music south (ascap)
Tam music/air control music, inc.
Emi april music (ascap)
Kandacy music tam music/air control music, inc.
Emi april music (ascap) and tony mercedes music (ascap)
A scrub is a guy that thinks he’s fly
And is also known as a buster (busta, busta...)
Always talkin’ about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So (no)
I don’t want your number (no)
I don’t want to give you mine and (no)
I don’t want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don’t want none of your time and (no)
Chorus:
I don’t want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can’t get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend’s ride
Trying to holler at me
I don’t want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can’t get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend’s ride
Trying to holler at me
There’s a scrub checkin’ me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know that he cannot approach me
Cuz I’m lookin’ like class and he’s lookin’ like trash
Can’t get wit’ no deadbeat ass
So (no) (yea, yea)
I don’t want your number (no)
I don’t want to give you mine and (no)
I don’t want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don’t want none of your time (no)
Chorus
If you don’t have a car and you’re walking
Oh yes son I’m talking to you
If you live at home wit’ your momma
Oh yes son I’m talking to you (baby)
If you have a shorty that you don’t show love
Oh yes son I’m talking to you (yea yea yea yea...)
Wanna get with me with no money
Oh no I don’t want no (oh)
No scrub (no scrub, no love)
No scrub (no no) (no scrub, no love)
No scrub (no no no no no)
No scrub (no no)
No
Left eye:
See, if you can’t spatially expand my horizon
Then that leaves you in a class with scrubs never risin’
I don’t find it surprisin’
If you don’t have the g’s
To please me and bounce from here to the coast of overseas
So, let me give you somethin’ to think about
Inundate your mind with intentions to turn you out
Can’t forget the focus on the picture in front of me
You as clear as dvd on digital tv screen
Satisfy my appetite with something spectacular
Check your vernacular
And then I get back to ya
With diamond like precision
Insatiable is what I envision
Can’t detect acquisition
From your friend’s expedition
Mr. big willy if you really wanna know
Ask chilli, could I be a silly ho
Not really, t-boz and all my senoritas
Is steppin’ on your filas
But you don’t hear me though
Tuesday, 5. May 2009, 19:29:04
by Barbi D
Saying goodbye is never easy
It's the hardest thing to do
But what hurts even more
Is not the chance to say it to you.
Yesterday is just a memory
Our laughter was sunny and bright
Then clouds started to gather
For you were no where in sight.
You were my first real love
And this I will never forget
How you left without a warning
No good-byes, my only regret.
Wherever I may be now
Always searching for another so true
To place my world of emotion
Handing my love to someone like you.
If again I must go there
And experience all the pain
I would do it in a minute
For all the good I would gain.
No matter what my wrongs
You offered only love
Until the day you left me
For your new home up above.
I know you still are with me
Your love is within my heart
Though life is no longer present
Our souls will never part.
This is given to you in honor
Of all that we did share
I just wanted you to know, dear,
How much I really did care.
Friday, 17. April 2009, 19:28:42
this is one of pinks songs that's somehow summed m
BY: PINK
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you’re the only one that I know who’ll keep
Them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I know you’ll keep them, and this is what i’ve
Done
I’ve been a bad, bad girl for so long
I don’t know how to change what went wrong
Daddy’s little girl when he went away
What did it teach me? that love leaves
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you’re the only one that I know who’ll keep
Them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I know you’ll keep them, and this is what i’ve
Done
I’ve been down every road you could go
I made some bad choices as you know
Seems I have the whole world cradled in my hands
But it’s just like me not to understand
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you’re the only one that I know who’ll keep
Them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I’ve been a bad, bad girl
I learned my lessons
I turned myself around
I’ve got a guardian angel tattooed on my shoulder
She’s been watching over me
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you’re the only one that I know who’ll keep
Them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I’ve been a bad, bad girl
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you’re the only one that I know who’ll keep
Them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I’ve been a bad, bad girl
I’ve been a bad, bad girl
Monday, 30. March 2009, 18:23:36
By Emily Jane Brontë (1818-1848)
No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life--that in me has rest,
As I--undying Life--have power in Thee!
Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as wither'd weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,
To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine Infinity;
So surely anchor'd on
The steadfast rock of immortality.
With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.
Though earth and man were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou were left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.
There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou--Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed. 
Monday, 9. March 2009, 19:30:25
Dianne I shall forever remember you in my heart
Goodbye is not Forever
Goodbye is not the End
It only means I'll Miss You
Until we Meet Again
Rest In Peace My Friend
You've Suffered Enough
Friday, 13. February 2009, 18:27:31
I see a girl through the windows of my past
A girl of deep sorrows a complete outcast,
Wishing for death to come fast
To end her hell at last
Wanting her whole world to just perish
Caged by the words of those she once cherished.
Living life only in her dreams,
Awakening to silent screams and streams of tears
Because things are not what they appear
Ripping her heart and tearing her soul
This girl was once an angle
Engulfed by hatred turned into a demon at last
This girl…this girl is my past.
Wednesday, 11. February 2009, 20:28:02
The Night is Darkening Around Me
by Emily Bronte
The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow ;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.
The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow ;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.
Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.
Wednesday, 11. February 2009, 20:01:06
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
Edgar Allan Poe
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