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Ashley Tisdale

I'm happy that I was able to experience a normal life besides show business, because it gives you something to draw from.

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The Last Kiss

I gave God
My last kiss
Yesterday before he left me
To work
And I was very happy
That I was able to give
My God
My last kiss

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Ice T

Well, I am very happy that I was able to play a part in bringing music from the streets onto the radio and into modern culture, I worked very hard and always believed in the sounds I was creating.

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Ashley Judd

Ruby in Paradise and the intensity and quality that I was able to experience on Smoke were equally as important to me as working on this movie every day for three-and-a-half months.

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Brandon Routh

So I think it was to Bryan's credit that he was able to let go of some of those things because you create these scenes and you think you become creative, even I, acting things, you become very creatively taken by it.

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Happy They Have Been Able To Please

At one time,
People were complaining...
No activities for them were scheduled.

Today,
More than enough diverse activities...
Are scheduled for those wishing to participate.

And there are those calling from their windows,
That the planners of the activities...
Should have not scheduled them,
On the same day.
And that is why they have chosen,
Not to take advantage...
Of any those choices made available.

And the ones caring less,
Who is expressing what and for what reason...
Come and go to do as they please,
With a doing to get done...
Keeping prioritized,
From Sundown to Sunrise...
Their own focused motivations.

At one time,
People were complaining...
No activities for them were scheduled.

And the naysayers are still there,
Supplying from one event to another...
Their unsolicited critiques.

And the planners,
Who have scheduled such activities...
Are thrilled and happy,
They have been able to please...
The wants, wishes and needs of everyone.
They seem to be anyway.

'My goodness.
How were you all able to do this? '

~Excuse me?
I had earplugs in my ears.
We all do.
Most of us have removed them.
Those of us on the committee.
Do you mind repeating that?
What was it that you said? '

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Ah a happy lover once was I

Ah a happy lover once was I who had come
To look on her the one I loved so well
She who lightened and rang my gateway bell
Then to learn her gone so far from my heart home

Her departure saddened and dimmed all magic light
Happy time dies off at once from bower and hall
And all places are dark, dark in whole and all
The heart chambers are empty of any delight

I reminisced pleasant memories of a familiar spot
In which we two were wont to meet
Under a tree in an open field, in a chamber down lyric street
Foe all in dark now where you are not

Yet as I walk other streets wandering there
During those heart break deserted walks, I find
A flower beaten down with rain and wind
Which once they fostered up with gentle care

So she left me torn and tattered in deep regret
My forsaken heart my devastated soul
And this shaken flower like our love used to stand tall
Which she used to care for fades not yet

Oh poor love, Oh wilted flower hardly to rejoice the heart nor to please the eye
The force that nourished you is now your own demise and final tomb
Where is the hope that it can ever once again bloom
If dying, let it vanquish in the place where I myself die

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That I Was Free!

you lied to me,
when you told me
that i was free...

i told you the truth
when i told you
that i was free!

you never held the key!

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Emily Dickinson

That Distance was between Us

863

That Distance was between Us
That is not of Mile or Main—
The Will it is that situates—
Equator—never can—

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That Which Was....

Which types of the Holy bibles are they reading?
For they cannot understand the truth around us;
Because that which was will be once again!
And the whole world will see the prophecies being fulfilled.

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Revealed That He Was Strick! And All Business

When he had been depicted as a familiar joke...
Those who did it were fine with that.
Until the day came,
When those who thought they knew him...
Discovered why 'he' was the one laughing.

And that reflected on their sad faces.
He made them all feel as if they had been clowns.
The ones who spent their lives fooling around.
To have it revealed that he was strick!
And all business...
Made them sick to know of this.

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Emily Dickinson

The first Day that I was a Life

902

The first Day that I was a Life
I recollect it—How still—
That last Day that I was a Life
I recollect it—as well—

'Twas stiller—though the first
Was still—
"Twas empty—but the first
Was full—

This—was my finallest Occasion—
But then
My tenderer Experiment
Toward Men—

"Which choose I"?
ThatI cannot say—
"Which choose They"?
Question Memory!

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All that is....was

ALL THAT IS........WAS

And so it was
All things that are
Have always been
Everyday things
And things not yet seen
Things living and dead
Colours orange blues and reds
Moonshadows and
Hangman gallows
All are
And have always been
No nightmares are new
Pleasant dreams too
Human love
And raw naked lust
All spawned
In that first
Pinch of dust
All mans needs
Are old not new
Will we ever learn
To give and not
To yearn
Push aside our lust
And in God
Place our trust........

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Emily Dickinson

The Day that I was crowned

356

The Day that I was crowned
Was like the other Days—
Until the Coronation came—
And then—'twas Otherwise—

As Carbon in the Coal
And Carbon in the Gem
Are One—and yet the former
Were dull for Diadem—

I rose, and all was plain—
But when the Day declined
Myself and It, in Majesty
Were equally—adorned—

The Grace that Iwas chose—
To Me—surpassed the Crown
That was the Witness for the Grace—
'Twas even that 'twas Mine—

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The Light That He Was Talking About

IT takes me months
to realize that
it was him who saw the
light,

HE stayed inside
the cubicles of his wisdom
I strayed
from the doors of my
prison
I chose to become a blue
butterfly
fluttering my blue wings
in the garden
of love (and lust as he sees
it)
I have chosen
a short span,
this perceived quality
of a life
well lived
in the beauty of my errors,
my truths,
my altruistic feeling that i have done
what i must do

They that command me
have found
the uselessness of their
mandatory lists
of what not
what ifs
what musts.

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William Shakespeare

Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart

O, never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.
As easy might I from my self depart
As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie.
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe though in my nature reigned
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so preposterously be stained
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good;
For nothing this wide universe I call
Save thou, my rose, in it thou art my all.

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William Shakespeare

O Never Say That I Was False of Heart

O never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify:
As easy might I from myself depart
As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie;

That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels, I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.

Never believe, though in my nature reign'd
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so preposterously be stain'd
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good:

For nothing this wide universe I call,
Save thou, my rose: in it thou art my all.

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Love Sonnet 50 Was it a year ago that I was blessed,

Was it a year ago that I was blessed,
When I could hold your hand, or kiss your lips,
Although not in the least could I have guessed,
So soon the moment from memory slips;
Oh how the world became just you and me,
That webs suspend, as spun on whims and dreams,
Enthralled by hope that hearts can beat so free,
Or by passion, pursued to the extremes;
Grape juice, when left in kegs, would age to wine,
But rose could lose its blooms without due care,
And so, how must this love behave in line,
How best does rose or wine to love compare?
……It now escapes me, was it last or prime?
….But no matter, love measures not in time.

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When That I Was & A Little Tiny Boy

When that I was and a little tiny boy
With a hey-ho
The wind and the rain
A foolish thing was but a toy
For the rain it raineth
Every day
But when I came to mans estate
With a hey-ho
The wind and the rain
gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate
For the rain it raineth
Every day
But when I came alas to wife
With a hey-ho
The wind and the rain
By swaggering I could never fright
For the rain it raineth
Every day
But when I came unto my bed
With a hey-ho
The wind and the rain
With tosspots still a drunken head
For the rain it raineth
Every day
A great while ago the world began
With a hey-ho
The wind and the rain
But thats all one our play is done
And well strive to please you
Every day

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All That Once Was

All that once was beauteous, now causes disdain;
All that once was joyous, now causes pain;
All that once was wanted, now is ridiculed;
All those that once were celebrants, are now all fooled
By the hatred and deceit now spewing
From your mouth-as though a volcano-what are you doing! ?
Either you are wrong now, or we were both wrong then;
Either love was never real and we sing hate's song when
When we fool ourselves into thinking we could have let love in;
Only Divine Inspiration from Above, in
The form of an as-yet-unknown Answer,
Could lead us to embrace the rose or clutch the Cancer!
The fortnight still to come shall bear out same-
Love must defeat hate, in order to clear its name!

-Maurice Harris,19 February 2012

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The Tryst That Never Was

you hold the map to my feelings
i put there the markers of my joys

some lines lead to an island
where desire thrives like a flower

there is enough rain and air
love breathes and lust sprouts

we agree on a date
when the moon wanes to give us

the fertility of the darkest night
to give birth to a hundred stars

i waited for the last cycle of the sun
the heat scorches me and when you arrive

on the day of the tryst agreed by our hearts
you will find the dust of my feet the sighs of my songs

the imagination of the flowing river
and the grassy bed, fragile light, firefly flame

these matters of the heart
they all go away like the flicker of the mind

the tryst that never was
that faint flint fledgling foam on the night water

what was it? where did it go?
how shall i ever know?

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