People with dreams
and people with priorities
always seem
to rule the majority
hopes
shattered
goals
battered
sometimes it seems
what you do doesn't matter
Worriful screams
erupting from the masses
always heard
from buildings and from classes
dreams
broken
plans
spoken
though not carried out
except through a pout
what we want
what we need
what we know
all turns to greed
what we want
what we need
what we believe
becomes our creed
just live
then breath
People with dreams
and people with priorities
always seem
to rule the majority
hopes
shattered
goals
battered
sometimes it seems
what you do doesn't matter
but in the end, it always matters














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Her lips were red
Her looks were free
Her hair as yellow as gold
Her skin as white as leprosy
The nightmare life in death was she
Who chilled mans blood with cold
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"Do your worst."
-The Count of Monte Cristo
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Her lips were red
Her looks were free
Her hair as yellow as gold
Her skin as white as leprosy
The nightmare life in death was she
Who chilled mans blood with cold
--
If you don't understand my silence, you can't understand my words
--
"Do your worst."
-The Count of Monte Cristo
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Over or under, to heaven or hell,
The offer remains, my soul to sell.
If the deed I commit, Damned I may be,
To rot away, in purgatory.
The Sins of Lavitz Carter
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“The only tragedy is to allow part of us to die -- whether it is our spirit, our creativity or our glorious uniqueness. ”
–Gilda Radner
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