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Bag Otales

Its easy to believe some people dont care. believe a gift is to be given but never shared. when your clothes are stripped you got what you got. when you drive your car to heaven there aint no
Ing lot. another builded up, another undone. like every day dawn becomes another setting sun. I still believe you came to see. bet you thought Id comprehend. you wish for me, you wish to be. but Im a hero who cant pretend. I should have riches after all that Ive been through. should have some peace of mind, I should shave somebody new. a silver locket or a painting just for you. but all I gots a big old bag of tales. I tell the stories, I write by my hand. the things Ive felt another could never understand. better to have lived and loved than never because. its not the things it could have been, its that that never was. I should have riches after all that Ive been through. should have some peace of mind, I should have somebody new. a silver locket or a painting just for you. but all I gots a big old bag
Of tales.

song performed by Toto
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Fast Cars

My cell is ringing
No ID
I need to know who's calling
My gardens overgrown
I go out on my belly crawling
I got CCTV pornography CNBC
I got the nightly news
To get to know the enemy
All I want is a picture of you
All I want is to get right next to you
All I want is your face in a locket
Picture in my pocket
I take a pill to stop it
I know these fast cars
Won't do me no good
I'm going nowhere where I am it is a lot of fun
They're in the dessert to dismantle an atomic bomb
I want you shadow box
Check the stocks
I'm in detox

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song performed by U2
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Please Mr. Gravedigger

There's a little churchyard just along the way
It used to be lambeth's finest array
Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz
Till the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot
And in this little yard, there's a little old man
With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
He seems to spend all his days puffing fags and digging graves
He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all alone in his home
Ah-choo ! excuse me
Please mr. gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
Please mr. gravedigger, i couldn't care
If you found a golden locket full of some girl's hair
And you put it in your pocket
God, it's pouring down
Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
She thinks it's down below with the rest of her toys
And ma wouldn't understand, so i won't tell
So keep your golden locket all safely hid away in your pocket
Yes, mr. gd, you see me every day , st ....ah choo !

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song performed by David Bowie
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Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner

Drink down that Gin and Kerosene
and come spit on bridges with me
just to keep us warm
light a match and leave me be
light a match and leave me be
I keep my jelousy close
because its all mine
and if you say it makes you happy
then I'm no the only one lying
Keep Quiet
nothing comes as easy as you
can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret
and your biggest mistake
the hand behind this pen relieves a failure everyday
Keep Quiet
nothing comes as easy as you
can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret
and your biggest mistake

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song performed by Fall Out Boy
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Attachment

I

look at the
locket
given so long
ago...

Somehow
has attached
itself to my
heart

Refusing to
to let go...

poem by Heather Burns
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The Foyer of the Heart

In the center there's
a hollow
small, enclosed,
oval like a locket
called the foyer
of the heart.

There the bullets
carom while
the widow,
room to room,
hunts her man
around the house

poem by Donal Mahoney
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Nicodemus II

By day,
By night,
In common;
Pocket, bucket, locket, rocket! !
But, think about this woman;
And, like the muse of your love.

Think about this man,
Think about this child,
And like an eye opener! !
For, i am Nicodemus in the land of youe muse.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Loafer

No lover no job no money in pocket
I am a lost necklace without a locket.

No smile no laughter no tears of joy
Can’t stand on my feet though grownup boy.

No hope no dream no more expectation
No care no soul no infatuation.

No light no goal no competition
No true friend and no consolation.

poem by Asif Andalib
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Karin

Pocket, socket, locket;
A man marries a woman and her daughter!
Oh, what is wrong with this society?

Sexual abuse,
And to set the records straight!
For a man impregnates two sisters and,
It is now like the order of the day for these people.

I am Karin and i know what i do see around me,
For the society is sick at times;
And the people around still love what they see.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Passion, The Fire!

where lies the passion,
and where lies the fire?
i walk the path of your body
from a distant shore!
the trembling scent
of an old book long unopened,
my hands covered with ashe
as i stir the embers.

a gust of wind?
a broken glass...
the key turns in the lock
with protesting moan.
wax figures half melted,
a locket in the ashtray.
morning whimpers and comes,
as if it never left!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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