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Broken Hearts
Why does it hurt so bad ? I try to understand females everyday but i get no where. I fell in love with a female that is amazing,but time shows that my pain with not go away. Pls stop the pain from hurting. I feel like life has a boundary and it will not let me cross. I want to be with her and everyway but i know i can not cause her heart is hurting too. Seeing her face,seeing her smile brightens up my day. I hold her close to my heart everyday and the pain is there too i wish the pain would go away but it will not i wish i could have her by my side but i know other wise and realize that when you love 2 people it is hard so i choose to step back and wait to see who runs where. I am a real person never fake and i feel like sometimes i wear my heart on my sleeve and i should not i feel like her bieng makes me whole. This is my life everyday broken with tears and pain from not bieng able to make her happy.

Broken Pieces
It's like a book, broken pages mixed together, words scrambling around the crazy memories scattered around what about the time we spent trying to put together the pieces of life? All the intellectual conversations like little stars, but it wasn't so simple, it got confusing and impossible to understand. Words weren't just words, they were incredible thoughts. After a while, the days turned to rain, and then one day, it all disappeared into the moon. Every once in a while I stare up at it, trying to put the broken pieces back together. It comes back in a shallow way. life is just one long day we dream upon. Our souls swim around madly trying to find a place to rest and we, like madmen, travel all around to look for them. Eventually, if we're determined enough, we'll find that one broken piece in our lives it's called our souls

Broken Dreams - Track 13 - Eternal Summer
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Eternal Summer (Acoustic) Hanging with my mates/ Having fun in the sun/ Watching the girls walk by/ I want to go back to that time/ Where nothing matters/ I want to go back to that time/ We can have eternal summer Track 13 – Eternal Summer (Acoustic) * Bonus Track Gavin and I rushed to the airport. My Mother had

Broken Record Skipping Cd
I expect three people to read this, but since I don't know which three people they will be... http://www.snopes.com and http://www.factcheck.org are your friends. Before reposting somebody else's bullcrap, check them.

Broken
A broken heart, a broken home, hidden secrets no one knows, Scared to death, Afraid to live, afraid to die, who knows where, my broken soul will go when im gone. Who will care?Will anyones hearts be broken when i go?Will any one know? will anyone care? Will anyone really cry? A broken bottle will cut you a broken heart will bleed and hurt A broken bone will hurt then heal a broken soul will drift along alone. No one will ever get close to me i won't let them i won't trust them a permanent broken heart presently resides in me prevents me if your heart gets broken you'll get issues where you can't trust or love. Suicidal thoughts ran through my head like visions of sugar plums dancing in kids heads. I hate lots of things people say i have no heart im not really happy its just a really good convincing mask. Very anti conformity im just an individual whos laying broken on the floor screaming broken words with no one to hear me. An emptiness inside nothingness to fill it drowning me eating

Brokenheart
Tortured, twisted, brokenheart/crawling in a hole staying in the dark/there's no more flame left to make me spark/no room for heartless souls to enter my heart/there's nothing left, not at all/In my tortured, twisted, brokenheart.

Broken Wings
Broken Wings As I lay here looking up I realize I can not fly. My wings are broken and damaged. My heart is in pain. My eyes are dry and I can not cry. The tears I shed was from my soul. I am broken and bleeding please stop the pain. Give my wings a chance to heal. Give my heart a chance to mend. As each day goes by stronger. Maybe soon I will fly. Allowing the wind to bring me up and touch the sky. That is where I know you will be to heal my broken wings and allow my heart to feel again.

Broken?
Wake up to a sunny day not a cloud up in the sky, and then it starts to rain. My defenses hit the ground, And they shatter all around. So open and exposed. But, I found strength in the struggle. Face to face with my trouble. When you're broken in a million little pieces and you're tryin' but you cant hold on anymore. Every tear falls down for a reason. Don't you stop believing in your self. When you're broken. Little girl don't be so blue, I know what you're goin' through. Don't let it beat you up. Hittin' walls AND gettin' scars only makes you who you are... only makes you who you are. No matter how much your heart is aching, there is beauty in the breaking... yeeeaaaahhh. When you're broken in a million little pieces and you're tryin' but you cant hold on anymore. Every tear falls down for a reason. Don't you stop believing in yourself. When you're broken. Better days are gonna find you once again every piece will find its place! When you're broken.

Broken
I'm not the same girl that you once knew, I'm battered and broken with nothing to lose. Years ago I held my heart and my pride so high on my shoulders, But that is all changing as time passes and my body gets older. I feel as if my heart slowly dies with every breath that I take, And that my dreams start to vanish with every day that I wake. I'm not losing my mind but I can't get a grip, Because all that I loved seems to no longer exist. I'm surrounded by people everywhere that I go, But I still feel so lonely but I will never let it show. I keep all my feelings a secret and my heart bottled up inside, I've learned to accept the pain to the point that it's now the biggest apart of my life. So for the rest of my time ill live empty and ashamed, Because I'm scared to leave my heart open and exposed, for it to be broken once again.

Broken Heart
BROKEN HEART WRITTEN BY CHARMED 2/15/08 YOU GIVE YOUR HEART OPENLY YOU THINK THE ONES YOU LOVE WILL NEVER BREAK IT, OR RIP IT OUT YOUR CHEST. YOU GIVE IT CUZ THAT IS HOW YOU FEEL, YOU LOVE THEM. YOU ARE THERE FOR THEM. EVEN WHEN THEY ARE NOT FOR YOU. WHY DO U DO THIS? DO U HAVE TO? OUR DO U DO IT CUZ YOU WANT TO? WELL I DO IT CUZ ITS ME. FAMILY AND FRIENDS ARE IMPORTANT. EVEN WHEN U ARE NOT HERE FOR ME, I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU. I KNOW THAT IM NOT AS IMPORTANT AS THE ONES YOU TRUELY LOVE, BUT I LOVE YOU. I WOULD DO WHAT EVER YOU NEED ME TO DO. IF YOU ARE SAD, I WILL MAKE YOU LAUGH. IF YOU ARE MAD I WILL MAKE YOU HAPPY, AND IF YOU ARE LONELY I WILL BE THERE TO KEEP U COMPANY. THEN WHY IS IT THE WAY I LOVE YOU, YOU DONT SHOW IT. WHY AM I FORGOTTEN TO BE INVITED TO A WEDDING, OR A BAPTISUM. OR JUS A GET TOGETHER TO JUS HANG OUT. I KNOW THAT IM JUS PLAIN ME. I HAVE NO RICHES. I HAVE NO FAMOUS FRIENDS, I DONT HANG OUT WITH IMPORTANT

Broken Hearted
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN WITH THAT ONE PERSON WHO YOU KNEW YOU LOVED SO MUCH THAT IT WAS HARD TO TRY AND FIND THE RIGHT WORDS TO EXPLAIN HOW YOU REALLY FELT ABOUT THEM AND THEN THEY JUST WALKED OUT AND LEFT YOU STANDING THERE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT AWAY TO PICK UP THE SHATTERED PIECES OF WHAT YOU THOUGHT WAS A PERFECT LOVING RELATIONSHIP? HAVE YOU EVER ENDED UP SO BROKEN HEARTED THAT EVERYTIME YOUR EYES SHEAD A TEAR IT DIDN'T EVEN EFFECT YOU? WHAT DID YOU DO TO RELIEVE THE PAIN?? COMMENT ME

A Broken System
FDA passed another drug It does not work, do they just sweep it under a rug? Little testing to prove that it works Often funded quite well, those impatient jerks Every pill has a price Of course you have to listen to the doctors advice Commercials on the tv, more medications that are not free Health insurance is not cheap anyone disagree? If we dont know what works do we know the dangers? Of what could kill and harm innocent strangers Who wins when someone dies? Drug companies and the FDA get away with alibis This pill is called Ginko Biloba, very popular indeed For ones who have dementia and alzheimers disease they could improve with speed Data from a study has just came in With little improvement for the patients let the fun begin There was money wasted and spent Who will pay and say they are sorry for this financial dent? The medication was rushed into the market and pharmacy stores Many thinking it can help or come up with multiple cures Can we risk se

Broken Hearted Girl With Lyrics If U Cant Listen Go Below The Vid And Read The Lyrics
You’re everything I thought you never were And nothing like about you could’ve been But still you lived inside of me So tell me how is that You’re the only one I wish I could forget The only one I loved and not forgave And know you’ve break my heart You’re the only one And though there are times when I hate you Cause I can’t erase the times that you hurt me And put tears on my face And even now I hate you its pains me to say I know I’ll be there at the end of the day I don’t wanna be without you babe I don’t want a broken heart Don’t wanna to take breath without you babe I don’t want to play that part I know that I love you but let me just say I don’t wanna love you in no kinder way, no no I don’t want a broken heart I don’t want to play the broken-hearted girl No broken-hearted girl I’m no broken-hearted girl Beyonce Lyrics on www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com There’s somet

The Broken Window By Jeffery Deaver
Plot Summary: In bestseller Deaver's entertaining eighth Lincoln Rhyme novel (after The Cold Moon), Rhyme, a forensic consultant for the NYPD, and his detective partner, Amelia Sachs, take on a psychotic mastermind who uses data mining—the business of the twenty-first century—not only to select and hunt down his victims but also to frame the crimes on complete innocents. Rhyme is reluctantly drawn into a case involving his estranged cousin, Arthur, who's been charged with first-degree murder. But when Rhyme and his crew look into the strange set of circumstances surrounding his cousin's alleged crime, they discover tangential connections to a company that specializes in collecting and analyzing consumer data. Further investigation leads them to some startlingly Orwellian revelations: Big Brother is watching your every move and could be a homicidal maniac. The topical subject matter makes the story line particularly compelling, while longtime fans will relish Deaver's intimate explorati

Broken Heart
i had a lady she said she loved me and always wanted to be with me. then out of the blue i got i don't love u and leave me alone. she couldn't do it herself she had someone else do it for her then she checks me out and she lied to my daughter she said we would be together to her and then she did this if u read this u know who u r i just would like to know why u did this to me.

Broken Hearted!!!
Everyday I sit and cry, Because I'll Love you till, The day I die. Time moves so slowly, When you are lonely, For the one that you Love. I wish I could fly like a dove, To see the one that I Love. I sit and wait and wonder, I feel like it's a spell I'm under, I can't break free, I wish you would be with me. But I can't change whats In your heart, I knew that from the start. I can only try to start anew, Without you by myside. Take-Care my Love for you have Two hearts and I have none. I gave you my all, I hope you can stand tall. I think of you and sign, There's nothing left but to say.... GOOD-BYE Wrote after a very hard break up. Only thing I've ever written.Hope you enjoy.

Brokencondom Is Busting Out!
A little Indian boy asked his father, the big chief of the tribe, "Papa, why is it that we always have long names? His father replied, "Look, son, our names represent a symbol, a sign, or a poem for our culture not like the white men, who live all together and repeat their names from generation to generation. Also, it is part of our makeup that in spite of everything, we survive. For example, your sister's name is Small Romantic Moon Over The Lake, because on the night she was conceived, there was a beautiful moon reflected in the lake. Then there's your brother, Big White Horse of the Prairies, because he was conceived on a day that the big white horse who gallops over the prairies of the world appeared near our camp and is a symbol of our capacity to live and the life force of our people. It's very simple and easy to understand. Do you have any other questions, Little Broken Condom ....... It's his FIRST EVER Happy Hour! That's right, this virgin is poppi

Broken
Hey guys, Yes, I am still broken. They took xrays yesterday and put the cast right back on, but....... The cast now, only goes to top of my leg. YAH, YAH, YAH Finally my pussy is accessible. Don't know if anyone wants to rape and torture a crip but at least it can be seen. My doctor asked why I won't take pain killers. He was speechless when I told him, "if I can't have dick forced in my holes at least I can enjoy the pain ripping through my body. The pain is really down. The dull acke and some smart pain really really make me go mmmmmmmmm. I LOVE PAIN, IT IS SO FUCKING AMAZING. I HATE CAST. luv u Tara

Broken Hearted
I try and try to have trust I love you with all my heart But, you seem to be reluctant To see what is right in front of you You took my heart Acted true but when we were through You took my heart and shredded it Every piece stands for Each time you hurt me I could laugh at you Trying to to put it back together But in the end, you killed too much to give a care

"broken"
“Broken” It took stitches to patch up the wreck of my heart That thing that imploded, that you ripped apart A red beating grenade, and you pulled the pin Then you ran for cover, and dove quickly in With an explosion of screams, it all flew to bits But you didn’t care, you gave not a shit And as quick as you came, you faster were gone And I picked up the pieces and tried to go on. But first I had some patchwork to do Making repairs, yes all due to you So I picked up the needle and then grabbed the thread And although it’s now whole, I still feel I am dead You see, the parts can go back to where they belong But never again will it be quite as strong It still keeps on working, it’s pumping still yet But not quite as fast as on the day that we met. Copyright 2008 by Steve Santini. All rights reserved.

Broken Maze
Salty wetness streams silently As walls tumble broken Stones lay scattered crushed Anguish abounds A cruel darkness descends The eyes blinded Suffocation of all life Devastation Magic lost By Labyrinth aka Teresa 12/14/08

Broken Heart
Why do you say you love me? Why do I let it happen again and again? You say you love me you say you care you say we will be together for ever. But you betray me you lie to me you treat me like crap. You ignore me you act like you don't care, you pretend like I don't excised. Yet you still say you love me and we will always be together, but you disappear with out a word with out a note with out a call. You break my heart again and again.

Broken
well i have fallin in love again..but am to afraid of getting hurt like the last time...i have no clue what to do. he is so sweet to me. but everything he says i dont believe cause thats what seth said to me.. i dont think i can ever show love again. (a heart so tender and shy gets broken with one little lie) what has happened to me??? i used to have a kind heart.. now all i have is hate and anger and only feel a lil love???

Broken
She has a love in her life I wish it was me, I done what I could How can this be I lost the battle I lost the fight, I have not given up yet Although I might She's the one for me This I know is true, She don't see the light I guess we are through He caught your eye Captured your heart, Thought you was mine Like we'd never part You are my goddess These words were spoken, He has your heart Mine is broken

"broken" By Seether And Amy Lee
"Broken" I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away I keep your photograph, I know it serves me well I wanna hold you high and steal your pain 'Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away The worst is over now and we can breathe again I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight I wanna hold you high and steal your pain [x2] 'Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away

Broken Voices
Through the cloudburst Now the rain has gone Sky is clearing I can see Where we went so wrong Empty silence You were never there In your own space Now I can see You didn't ever care What you need What you breathe What you see Leaves nothing to me Broken voices Distant looks In your time I had to guess What was left to be saved Empty faces Now my eyes have closed Final kisses Now I can see How I will never know

Broken Like An Angel
Broken Like An Angel lyrics [Originally written by Dollybraid] She was a queen Lost within a dream Misconceived that he was fit to reign Lies take victims Separate them at the seams Cause them to fall apart Then move along to better things now She Wants to fall in love again Don't you know that He's Satisfied to own her No time permits to open up When you've been hiding thoughts so strong She's been holding out for an angel to come along No reply from the sky But she just keeps looking up She just keeps looking up now She Wants to fall in love again Don't you know that he He's Satisfied to own her She'll never know love's true potential Lost in the open wind To his impatience Never feeling they would fall apart She let her feelings grow To tears she'll never show now She Wants to fall in love again Don't you know that he He's Satisfied to own her You know he couldn't see That she could be his everything Bringing light to everything

Broken
Stuck No room to breathe Drowning in the aftermath Broken My mind is numb So why do the tears flow Angry At you And myself... mostly at myself Why Cant I stop Please help me stop Confused If you love me... Why dont you want me to be happy Scared I love you I dont want to hurt you Help me stop

Broken Heart
The Lonely girl wanders The frozen barren Fields, Where the Flowers are Wilted with no Life, The grass with a touch Of Frostbite, Harsh winter, air surrounds her with pain, for the sun lost it's warmth, So it could not Heal her of her Frozen Heart. Love Cheated her, with a bitter laugh, and left her for dead, Oh How Sweet is the sound for revenge, this Frozen Heart,This Broken Heart, Will Never mend.

A Broken Promise
A broken promise is love faded by wandering eyes Understood, by tears cried Never to know what went wrong Decieved and wounded by the one you love Abandoned without explanation And oh so intrigued by the temptation Unfaithful to the promise Of everlasting love There lies your broken promise Fueled by the fires of burning desire uncovered by deception learned Never knowing the strength from within When push comes to shove the wounded one will recover and eventually win Reclaiming her courage standing true in the face of heartache and lies never again to be discouraged not even by your Broken Promises

Broken Heart
Would you wipe away my tears Would you refute all my fears Would you stay with me If I needed you to see Would you hold me tight Would you kiss me good night I want to feel you next to me Instead you just let me be Would you tell me what I need to say To make the sadness go away You won't even hold my hand Emotions recoiled like a rubber band Would you kiss my cheek Dealing with pain week after week I'm tired of the tug of war games And with you calling me names Ripping and tearing my emotions down Again I pick my heart up off the ground Tired of fighting with myself to not give in Playing a game I just can't win I'm tired of trying to keep a fake smile on my face Tired of feeling like I'm wasting space To care for someone who doesn't care about me To express my love for an empty sea As though that's what it would be Would you lie to me when you say you care When tomorrow you will taunt me with an arrogant stare I will give in because I hate to fight Will th

Broken Heart
I am overcome with sadness why does this hurt so bad? I didn't know you long but you have turned my world upside down. I had hoped you'd be the one to prove I could be loved. But now you are gone and I don't know if I will ever see you, feel you, smell you, taste you again.

Broken
your touch kept me whole your kiss set me free your love filled me with unspeakable happiness your gone now and I am broken locked inside myself inside my pain you left and took all the happiness how will I go on now that I am broken

Broken Pledge
I say to all that I did sin, I blame it on a little gin And there was vodka and Vermouth, quite a bit to tell the truth A pretty girl stood oh so near, I had to offer her a beer I took her home and wondered how, I'd manage to uphold my vow She lay down upon the bed, I asked if we could pray instead She smiled and opened up her arms, another saint fallen by a woman's charm

Broken
I saw the perfect graphic tonight. I mean seriously what DO you do when the only one who can make you stop crying, is the one who made you cry? You try everything you can to make everyone think you're not broken when everyone sees that you are.You keep going as though nothing ever happened wearing that fake grin saying how much better off you are without them when deep inside you wonder how they are and if they think of you. When did "I'll love you forever" become "I'll love you if?" when did "I'm in love with you" become something that you can just turn off? These days the word LOVE is just tossed around like it has no real meaning it's just something people say to get what they need at that particular moment.I'm not sure that most people understand the impact that one little phrase can have on a person's life it's like a saving grace...a finality on a long life of pain.. a new hope of something and someone to believe in, but what happens to that person when the one they thought would

Broken Hearts
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Broken Hearts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Broken hearts never heal, especially when something fucks up that you thought was real. Happiness is a mirror waiting to be shattered, an eternity of bad luck and your emotions being battered. Sometimes it hurts so bad that you want to die, because when you think its love it turns out to be a lie. You loved her with all of your heart, and your life sucks shit now that youre apart. ~stray (c)1988

Broken
Broken Broken hearts, love's deceit, pieces fall down to my feet. Broken promises, love's a lie, puddles form from tears I cry. Broken dreams, love's illusion, sorrowed cause of your intrusion. Broken hope, love's a game, doesn't last, ends the same. Broken sleep, love's the cause, digs at me with sharpened claws. Broken spirit, love of sorrow, stolen now is my tomorrow. Broken life, love is lost, Broken now and that's the cost. reminder of lizbeth.an the pain an damage you done still dealing whit an hope to over come,,,

Broken Bones
Walking a fine line between wrong and right And I know... There is a part of me that I try to hide But I can't win And I can't fight I keep holding on too tight Running away from the world outside Now I am calling Hoping you'll hear me We all need somebody To believe in something And I won't fear this When I am falling We all need somebody That can mend... These broken bones Caught in the confines of the simple life And I am... Holding my head high in the rising tide And I can't win And I can't fight I keep holding on too tight Running away from the world outside Now I am calling Hoping you'll hear me We all need somebody To believe in something And I won't fear this When I am falling We all need somebody That can mend... These broken bones But Oh Yeah I'm not coming home now I know... I'm so far away So far from home I'm not coming home now I know... I'm so far away I'm so far away And I can't win And I can't fight I keep holding o

Broken English
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins were not invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies, while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce, and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So, one moose, 2 meese? One index, two indices? Is cheese the plural of choose? If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play, and play at a recital? Ship by truck, and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkw

Broken Again
every time i think i found some one and they say all this shit to me i think its diff but its not there all the same they all hurt me im tired of my heart getting broken fuck love right now fuck everything they all left me for some one else or they went back to there exess all i do is fill pain but i rather fill pain than anything at all but i mite be going to that filling soon love hurts and sucks why do i have to get hurt why can i be happy for ones but i hope they r happy and i hope it works out for them and im staying single for along time cuz fuck this shit :{and i will get over this sooner or later but i will and ill move on like i always do

Broken Harted Again
WHY DOES EVERY ONE JUST WANT TO BE MY FRIEND. EVERY TIME I GET CLOSE TO SOMEONE IT'S THE SAME THING.AND I HEAR IT'S NOT YOU IT'S ME THAT REALLY HURTS. MY BEST FRIEND JENNI SAID IT TO ME AND IT REALLY HURT AT THE TIME CAUSE I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL. BUT WE DID BECOME VERY CLOSE FRIENDS.NOW THE LADY I'VE BEEN SEEING SINCE XMAS. JUST DROPPED SAME THING ON ME. AND IT HURTS SO MUTCH I COULD JUST DIE.WOMEN ALAYS SAY GLENN YOUR SUCH A NICE GUY AND YOUR SO COOL BUT THEY NEVER WANT TO GO THE DISTANCE.I JUST LIKE TO KNOW WHY!!!!!!!!!!

Broken Hearted
ok so 3 days ago i get home and mom hands me a note that bud has left for me saying that he has made the decision that our relationship cant work and he isnt ready for this relationship and he wants to see other people...what i dont get is that the night before he was all i love you i cant wait to see you blah blah blah....i know a week or so before we had talked and he said he wanted to see other ppl and call off our engagement but we had talked and what i thought jointly decided to work on the things that were bothering him like how i wasnt raised in the church of christ and how i believe and support gay rights and marriage or in the womans right to choose whether she wants an abortion or not i do not support the act of abortion but i do support a womans rite to choose...anyways when he came and left the note he took the 360 he got me for christmas and the engagement ring and then changed his number and blocked my number from calling his house and took me off his myspace so when i fi

Broken Dreams - Track 1 - Back Again
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Back Again Back and forth we seem to sway/ One day we are perfect/ The next day we hate/ Back again to the beginning/ Someone stop the ride Track 1 – Back Again In a few days I will be returning home to the United States. I am filled with conflicting emotions because of a particular change that occurred to me w

Broken Dreams - Track 2 - Coming Home
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Coming Home Coming home is overrated /Some things are best left in the past/ You have wings, use them/ You say I am cruel/ I say different Track 2 – Coming Home Sunday was pretty much like Saturday. I spent the majority of my day studying for my last final. Part of me already felt like Christmas break was alrea

Broken Heart
Broken Heart Ever hear those words spoken, that's had your heart broken? Maybe it was an action instead, that left you wishing you were dead? What do you do from that point on, with a part of your life gone?

The Broken Chain
"We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone; for part of us went with you the day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide, and though we cannot see you, you are always by our side. Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again."............. I read this at my dads funeral....

Broken On V-day
Once again I am brokenhearted. Once again I let myself believe in that oh so magical fairytale. So here is my story for the week. Wednesday was the first I had seen my now ex in a couple of weeks and of course you know how that goes. He leaves goes to class comes over the next day and boom he drops the ball. Presents me with a Dear Jane letter on professional paper, all typed up and in a protective cover. All tied up two days before Valentines day with a box of chocolates and a bottle of body lotion from Victoria's Secret. Thursday he sends me another letter stating something different that he will always be in love with me and waiting. Friday I just sleep and cry. Trying to figure out what he is doing. Confused and heartbroken. Three weeks before this he is telling me to look for us a bigger place for me and my son and him to move in together. To finish figuring out what kind of wedding I want to pick it all out, whatever I want. Saturday he tells me he is has been seei

Broken By Lindsey Haun
How I feel far too often... *sigh* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nm9-raJaWzE (to see Lindsey perform her song. Embedding disabled on her actual performance of this song.) Broken (lyrics) Wake up to a Sunny Day Not a cloud up in the sky And then it starts to rain My defenses hit the ground And they shatter all around So open and exposed But I found strength in the struggle Face to face with my troubles When you're broken In a Million little pieces And your tryin' But you can't hold on any more Every tear falls down for a reason Don't you stop believin' in your self When you're broken Little girl don't be so blue I know what you're going through Don't let it beat you up Hittin' walls and gettin' scars Only makes you who you are Only makes you who you are No matter how much your heart is aching There is beauty in the breaking Yeah When you're broken In a Million little pieces And your tryin' But you can't hold on any more Every tea

Broken Dreams - Track 3 - Liar
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Liar The lies we tell others is nothing/ Compared to the lies we tell ourselves/ Who have you been trying to fool/ Who have bought your lies/ Liar, liar, liar Track 3 – Liar After doing simple greetings and introductions we started to leave the airport. My Father tried to talk to Gavin about sports but neither

Broken Dreams - Track 4 - Fools Rush In
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Fools Rush In Not sure where I was going/ Not sure if you knew where to lead/ Woke up before the disaster/ Now I wish I was dead/ Only fools rush in Track 4 – Fools Rush In The conversation with my parents lasted for hours. After both sides talked all we could about the topic we were emotionally drained. Yet th

Broken Pieces
So yea being too nice and sweet just sux. Got my heart broken once again can't seem to get anything right not here and not in the real world. I'm so tired of all this crap I really don't know what to do anymore. I feel like I'm the one just standing on the outside watching everything happen for everyone else but me. I feel so alone in a sea of friends and family. I don't know how much more I can take anymore. This is why I stay single because thier just isn't anyone for me out there. If there was I think I would of found them by now. well thanks for reading to those who did and thanks to those who showed me love while I was feeling so sad.

Broken
Today I am broken once again. My heart has been trampled into soo many pieces I don't think I'll ever think it will heal. Everyone around me is happy. They have good lives and jobs and friends that are near. They do stuff and know how to have fun. Its been soo long since i've had fun I think I forget what its like. I spend everyday operating as if i was a robot, i get up do work for my parents, go to work, come home and sleep and then repeat. Day in and Day out. I meet someone go out for what i thought was a sucessful date, then he ends up just fucking w/ my head. Callilng me and saying u want to go out making plans and never falling through with it. This just breaks me into even more pieces. I mean its not that i had feelings for him, but its the idea i've just never been good enough for anyone. I understand why people want me to be their "dirty little secret" but honestly i'm not comfortable with it. I'm sorry i'm not pretty and skinny and good. But i am who I am. I don't lie, I feel

Brokenhearted
The brokenhearted float along the driftless sea,wandering the endless depths of a painful,sometimes non-exist life. We get lost in our own minds,lost in the pain and suffering, lost in the simplicity of love,and the ones we wish we could call our own.I float amoung the dead,the lifeless,the unloving,and heartbroken,trying to find my way back to the one who I truely wish I could call my own.I watch as he loves another,as he kisses anothers lips,holds anothers hand and gives his heart away.

Broken
You're the air that I breathe The sun when it breaks through the clouds You're all that I need But I know that you're having some doubts I'm down on my knees I pray you'll stick this out Beggin' you please girl I'm sorry I let you down I'm broken like a promise I'm shattered like a dream I'm broken with all my pieces scattered 'round for you to see I'm broken like record I sing the same old song I'm broken like the heart of a man that's run away from love too long Girl what about you What about you girl It's so hard to speak I can barely look you in the eye It's so hard to breathe I know I ain't afraid to die Your breath is so sweet Your kisses could get me high My heart is so weak But your loving could get me by I'm broken like a promise I'm shattered like a dream I'm broken with all my pieces scattered 'round for you to see I'm broken like record I sing the same old song I'm broken like the heart of a man that's run away from love too long Girl wha

Broken Dreams - Track 5 - Failed At Life
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Failed at Life When your life is crap/ When your best is not enough/ Nothing you do is good/ Nothing you say has worth/ Take a look around you babe/ You need some help/ You failed at life Track 5 Wednesday, Thursday and Friday are easier days with my family. We told them about how Gavin is a member of the pop

Broken Dreams - Track 6 - Talk To Me
Broken Dreams None of the characters in this story are real and any relation to anyone dead or living is pure luck. I apologize for any wrong use of United Kingdom English because I am not that familiar with United Kingdom slang. Any input would be welcome and any flaming will be ignored. This is the sequel to my story "Bad November". If you haven’t read that stop then please read it first. Also if 2 male characters being romantically involved sickens you please don't read. If you're still interested please keep reading. One last note, if anyone wishes to copy my story please get permission first (Not that I think that will happen but who knows). Lyrics from Talk to Me Baby talk to me/ Tell me what you’re feeling/ Tell me if I’m wasting time/ Tell me if my body is fine/ Tell me girl what I need to do/ Let me making you mine Track 6 Sunday morning I slept in while spread out on my bed. These types of mornings in a regular sized bed were impossible in England becau

Broken Heart
I've never had a broken bone, I hardly ever get a cold, I keep myself in pretty good shape, But I know I wouldn't be here today, If a broken heart could kill, I'd be long gone, Ashes to ashes, dust to dust by now, Six feet under, a tombstone on a hill, Lyin' there alone, in my new wooden home, If a broken heart could kill.

Broken
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing With a broken heart that's still beating In the pain there is healing In your name I find meaning So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on I'm barely holdin' on to you The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead And I still see your reflection inside of my eyes That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing With a broken heart that's still beating In the pain is the healing In your name I find meaning So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin') I'm barely holdin' on to you I'm hangin' on another day Just to see

Broken
The night lights flicker the cold winds blow My heart embraces your memory it wont let you go My soul is tortured with eternal despair The depths of your heart dwell in Satan's lair Wretched and twisted my love is diseased Only when I'm broken are your needs fully pleased Bare me open, exposing my flaws Rip at my emotions, your words are like claws Sobbing and broken on the floor I cry Release me from my misery, just let me die

Broken Soul
Broken Soul A broken soul sometimes it wanders If you listen you can hear it cry It has no direction, no sense of reality And still can't understand why The pain it endures, the struggles within Can you stand in the puddle of tears Do you think you can have understanding And your mind can it handle the fears It's brave in the morning and tired at night Despaired just before it sleeps It ends its day with tears and sobs It ends with feelings of defeat Most they will make it, oddly they don't Always admire their strength They are fighting today at their weakest moment Struggling not to descend Time is the cure, patience a bond At times it's nice with a friend Please don't keep it bottled inside Keep healing, don't ever pretend

Broken Computers
Multiple times a week I receive support requests for all manner of things. Normally through Yahoo i get messages that start with HELP!! or my all time personal favorite, "BUZZ" first off. DONT EVER Fucking Buzz me. its rude. Buzzing is NOT to wake me up, nor is it a conversation starter. That's plain and simple ignorant. Next, don't say things like "I have viruses on my computer" While true you probably do, your also not smart enough to know if you have a virus, or spyware, or malware, or some other program that your anti-virus is complaining about. This week has been really bad for me anyway, but on top of that to tell me you don't know what's wrong, that your computer illiterate, to then turn around and tell me that you do know whats wrong. No no.. shut the fuck up and listen you might learn something if those last two remaining brain cells happen to connect in that giant void between your ears. So why am I so pissy tonight? Today's help request came in the form of "BUZZ! M

Broke Phone
the ex cheating fucking whore just called me and went off on me all because im trying to get to know a sexy women . that lives in my town.that i like alot. well lets just say i like her alot but not sure if she likes me or wants me for me or just as a friend. eighter way its cool. but no more phone calls from any one , and i will not be getting a new phone im sick of my ex finding me and fucking thing up for me and make my life hell so from now on if u want to talk to me pm me other wise piss off.

Broken Thoughts
OK SO HERE'S THE THING THIS IS THE INTERNET NOT SOME SERIOUS JOB WE'RE ALL MAKING REAL BIG BUCKS AT FUBAR IS A FREE SITE FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES AND SOME PEOPLE TAKE THINGS TO FAR... I'M NOT DROPING NAMES BUT I'M ALSO NOT HAPPY ABOUT THIS EITHER CAUSE SOMETHING WENT DOWN IN A LOUNGE AND I WIL ADMIT I OVER STEPPED MY BOUNDERIES WHEN SOMETHING WAS SAID TO ME AND FOR THAT I AM SORRY BUT I'M NOT GOING TO SIT BACK AND TAKE THIS LIGHTLY CAUSE THERE WAS PIECES OF A CONVERSATION LEFT OUT... IF YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH ME KEWL I'M OPEN 2 NEW FRIENDS BUT IF NOT REMOVE ME FROM YOUR LIST... I'M BY NO MEANS TRYING TO START SHIT WITH ANYONE ON HERE AND I DON'T WANT THE LABEL OF SOMEONE WHO IS A DRAMA STARTER SO FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE HAD DRAMA WITH ME IN THE PAST THIS IS THE FUCKING INTERNET GET OVER IT

Broken Promises
IAM SO OVER CRYING OVER A CERTAIN MAN.TELLS ME ONE THING AND DOES SOMETHING ELSE AND THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME SO IAM DONE WITH HIM AND THE DRAMA.I DONT NEED IT AND DONT WANT IT.SO JSUT STOP THE HEAD GAMES AND MAKE UP YOUR MIND ALREADY.

Broken Hearts
Where do they go when they have no place to call home Live and be broken or hope they'll mend on their own **** Time heals wounds and enables us to forget Wait! Time has no value to aching broken hearts **** I long for your smile tender touch, and strong arms Arms I run to, throw myself between your charm **** You weren't there when desperation and emptiness accompanied me No more tears to wipe you are not around and you'll never be **** You ran away and left me alone I looked, no one was there I was alone in this world looking around for your care **** Why did you leave me on my own I was sad not for missing you I realized I've been always alone **** I cried not because its over but for the missing part in my heart No! I wont say I am in love glass doesn't mend once shattered a part **** I'll keep pain inside from now on with my broken heart I,ll roam loneliness taught my heart to sing yet aches for a place to call home

Broken Minds And Hearts
"All it takes is 1 person to f**k up you mind" was my status last night, and then I was reminded that "all it takes is 1 person to fix it." A week ago I would have laughed at anyone who said the latter of the two phrases to me. You see I had been lead to believe that I was second rate, that I was not good enough to actually be a girlfriend or even someone that was being dated all under the guise that he "wasn't ready for a relationship". It messed with my mind more than I think he even knows and now is claiming that I hurt him.....4 months of loving someone and giving them all you have and receiving very little to no reciprocation can wear a person's mind, heart and soul. I was lucky late one night I encountered a person like no other, someone who understood where I was and where I had been. Our souls melded as we read one another's writings, the deep dark ones that were rarely if ever shared with others because they would not understand or think we were crazy, but we understo

Broken Glass (part One)
[If you play this while reading this opening to the my new story I think that you will feel more a part of the story and the emotion of the main caracter Ivy... THIS IS JUST A STORY.] PROLOGUE She can hear the pounding on the door leading from the hall to the bathroom. If only she could make it to the bed in the other room. Her legs feel so heavy that she can hardly place one foot in front of the other. Five more steps and she will be to the bed. Then she can close her eyes and escape. Stumbling she falls. She crawls the rest of the way to the bed and drags herself up on to it. The pounding on the door is louder, harder, more desperate now, but seems so far away. Laying in the bed she shuts her eyes and lets her body relax. She can hear 'Dante's Paryer' playing in the room. Almost as thought it is a sign that the path she chose this night has been right. The pills are starting to drag her deeper and deeper in to the calming

Broken Friendship
Friendship is one of the main things that makes life worthwhile. When you have a friend to confide in, suffering seems more bearable, and pleasures are more intense. Everything is better when you have a friend to share it with. When a friendship breaks, whether or not it is for the best, there is a degree of pain and mourning that an individual goes through. There were things that you may have done only with that person and you feel a void in your life. Take some time to let yourself mourn before moving on to other relationships.

Broken Hearts
I feel so lost and so alone. I can't believe that I am in this much pain. How is it possible to hurt this much and not actually die from it? I can't eat. I can't sleep. When I do sleep I have nightmares. When I do eat, I vomit. I feel like someone blew a hole in the world right under my feet and I spend every single second teetering on the edge just waiting to fall in. I'm so angry. I'm angry at him, I'm angry at myself. I'm angry at whatever Higher Power thinks it's amusing to keep throwing these shitty things at me. I know life is full of surprises but DAMN. I know God won't give me anything I can't handle but..why does He have to have so much faith in my strength? How is it possible that I've lost him again? I just don't understand. We love each other so much. He has so many misconceptions of what I expected and when. And now, no matter what I say or what I do, it just pushes him further and further away. This is so not right. This is not the way it was supposed to be.

Broken
I wallow in self pity. I feel nothing but pain. Every time I try to be grounded I fall flat on my face. My life has no meaning. I'm lost without a clue. I'm not true with myself so what can I do. I can't seem to sleep. My soul you can keep. I don't need it anyway. I'm to empty to think. I am on the brink. Who gives a damn about me. That's the question without a answer It's rhetorical in theory. Another one of life's mysteries. Why am I like this. Why do I care, without my friends & family support I am half of what I can be. I am like a torn picture. No beauty is within me. I am ugly and scarred. No reason to seek. I am another of America's youth no voice to speak. So what if I lived 26 yrs. It was all a waste. I will never be happy. I will never have a taste. I am in a chase with the life I could have. It stays one step ahead I will never catch it you see. Wish me good luck if you want. It's all wishful thinking for I am broken you see.

Broken Woman/damaged Goods
Internal Bleeding. The mirror of projection Laid over me Of all things taught is Passed on like an inheritance to every man I once let in my life And then said "No more". Each time I took the impact of the one who swung the mirror at me. It cracked more and more Until it lay in pieces as if from a violent storm Only difference is tornados or hurricanes are indifferent. Not human Finally knowing the difference I said rebuked all of them Sending them to hell... Or so I thought I did... What if I didn't And even though I am alone there is one left. Me. When a mirror is broken Each piece reflects what it did in it's entirity. So painful splinters work their way out of me Anyone who touches or comes near me risks being cut By what pierced me going in And again as they come out. What if they never all come out of me... I now come with a warning You should not touch me, hold me much less come within a certain radius. I draw

The Broken And Booted
Avalonia - The Broken Promise The Sham reached its apex with the creation of Avalonia. I don't even play Avalonia anymore because the last time I took her out for a spin she was so out of control that she needed to be dropped off a cliff into a bog of eternal forgetfulness. The name was given to me, created for me. The features specified. The class, race, alignment. Frankenstein's monster but perfection, not a conglomeration of misaligned pieces and parts. Frankenstein's mistress. "The Love Doctor...." I didn't want an online marriage. I wanted a friend. A very intimate friend. Closer than a husband because there would be no financial/material/social responsibilities to drag down the energy levels. It would be an unconditional exchange of voltage. What a dream. I was told that this character name would become a wife. Shaman knew that I hated to sit in the tavern, I loved questing. The first thing he did to take myself away from myself and put himself into the position o

Broken Sorrows
Broken Sorrows In darkest night is where I fight, Eclipsed by shroud, Drowns out the light. You'll never see me soar past your hanging cloud, I'm in the dirt, rough from the hurt. That night replays in my mind, No happiness shown, No peace here I find. Within me now, your gift is free, Broken Sorrows spring forth from deep inside of me. Within me now, all hate takes flight, Replaced the just with what feels so right. You're out of my mind now get out of sight, You had a shot doesn't phase me in the slight. Complications arise, that I can understand, But you're a grown adult, you don't need my hand. Don't walk away I hear you cry, "Please stay." You think you know about who's in this song Smile real bright fucker you couldn't be more wrong. Within me now your gift is free, Broken Sorrows spring forth from deep inside of me Within me now all hate takes flight Replaced the just with what feels so right. In the end it doesn't matter, Take

A Broken Heart
Sometimes I ponder about what will come next Where will my life turn when it seems to stall? When is the next time I will smile again? and how will I get up, should I fall? Happiness fills me with a touch of sadness. By that I mean I know it can't last. Beauty decays, laughter subsides When will the stones be cast? Tragedy can be measured by the amount of happiness taken away Elusion is our only protection As we fall victim to its prey So when I've reached a fork in life's road and the choices are many or few. I follow the one that leads away from misfortune Thats all I can really do When life is good You have to hold it in your hand You have to close your eyes You have to breathe it in! Happiness may end While tragedy begins Today is the beginning Is tomorrow the end?

Broken
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing With a broken heart that's still beating In the pain there is healing In your name I find meaning So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on I'm barely holdin' on to you The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead I still see your reflection inside of my eyes That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing with a broken heart that's still beating In the pain there is healing In your name I find meaning So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on I'm barely holdin' on to you I'm hangin' on another day Just to see what you will throw my way And I'm hanging on to the words

Broken Home Lyrics
why do you look at me whe all you do is se through me dont judge me dont act like you know me dont smile and act so great you dont know night form day my life is all okay although i live a broken life in a broken home the way i dress scares everyone im different imnot a follower why dont you let me be me and let me be something out of this broken life and broken home you see me with the brusies you asked me all these questions is your father druggin you is your father beating you why cant you just leave me the hell alone im not that different from you or you i just want to be known for me not you chorus bridge all you are is a freaking drughead deep inside your fears are all there your life is not alright cuz youre living a broken life thats what they say to me but i know theyre wrong this me theyre seeing is all wrong i dont do drugs i just dress that way im not beat i work hard all day my fathers dead so what do you know my mother works

Broken Like A Angel (for Snoopz)
She was a queen Lost within a dream Misconceived that he was fit to reign Lies take victims Separate them at the seams Cause them to fall apart Then move along to better things now She Wants to fall in love again Don't you know that He's Satisfied to own her No time permits to open up When you've been hiding thoughts so strong She's been holding out for an angel to come along No reply from the sky But she just keeps looking up She just keeps looking up now She Wants to fall in love again Don't you know that he He's Satisfied to own her She'll never know love's true potential Lost in the open wind To his impatience Never feeling they would fall apart She let her feelings grow To tears she'll never show now She Wants to fall in love again Don't you know that he He's Satisfied to own her You know he couldn't see That she could be his everything Bringing light to everything now Oh She just wants to Fall in love again She's broken like an

Broken Promises
BROKEN PROMISES You’ve made one too many? Are you even aware. Now I wonder, If you even care. Your words mean nothing, Out of your mouth they flow. I used to hang on your lines, But that was long ago. You have crossed the line. Between right and wrong. Your broken promises, Have become a dyeing song. So get on going, Find another fool. Cause this one, Has heard enough of your bull. copyright jas 2007

Broken Promises And Empty Words
BROKEN PROMISES AND EMPTY WORDS Lies all lies Every word that you say, Every moment, every day You look at me with innocent eyes Trying to hide all the lies I see right through you I sense all your lies You might fool everyone, But you don’t fool me Broken promises and empty words How can I trust you? You lied to me Too many times All I see is deception All I feel is betrayal Lies to my face And a knife through my back copyright jas 2007

Broken
when you heart is broken and mind is blank. you search deep inside yourself to find answeres. the answeres you wish you knew. the ones that make everything seem right and fix all problems. you look inside yourself deeper. not only for the answeres but to find out who you are as well. you wonder for years and years and think you know but never realy can grasp it. its like its there but not there. you want it so bad but cant seem to have it. i know you know the feeling. feels like pieces of you are gone or found. feels like your life is comming to a end. all around you turn away or never can understand. all that you want to understand is never there to care. all you want is someone to be there to help you through. for support to find what you want so dearly. what will make sense of everthing. what fixes the life you have or what will atleast lead you in the path to create the path you never felt you would follow. but still in the end you feel broken until it seems right. until it seems t

Broken Image
A younge Girl prays for death to end the pain and missouri she feels wishing someone could take it all away she is a boken image in a shattered mirror of life forgeton by her father in heaven left alone in this world with few who care on a dark path that gets darker the farther she walks down it with no light left to shine she keeps praying for a light or for death for she will always remain as a broken image for the mirror can never be whole again POEM BY AMANDA RAE DAGUE

Broken To Whole
Broken promises - ties that bind - Lies that were told. All rip apart my soul. My heart to never heal - My life so empty - Lies, killed it all. Wounds open - Picking - Bleeding - So sore - Your lies did it all. Innocent - I am not - I have my faults, I admit it. But lies ruin it all. Scream - is all I want to do - Your love - All Lies - Your promises - All Lies. My love - The realest it has ever been. Ripped from my soul. I lay bleeding - Pools of blood surrounding my life. I cut - To take away the pain. The blood flows so smooth and graceful. Soothes the emptiness inside - Fills a void if only briefly. Slowly the wounds heal - Pain becomes less - Life moves forward. Love will rise again - I will become whole.

Broken
A feeling came over me tonight one i didn't want and wish would go It filled me with sorrow, pain and fright something I never thought would happen I trembled, shivered and shook with tears I opened my heart and took you in held you there and dreamed of the years and in one night you shut me out the words you spoke, true but fierce don't worry, you left no doubt My heart it shattered, but will mend though the feelings are there, I love you I wish you the best, my friend

Broken Butterfly
Wings of tattered sadnessOf suffering and in painWith nothing for poor butterflyTo be able to gainRetrieved from such betrayalA pin placed in the backNow on frontal displayOn visual attackThrough such clear glassEveryone can seeBeautiful broken butterflyPerfect you cannot be

Broken
I often wonder does it matter to others when they hear my heart shatter? Is there anybody who really cares and keeps me in their daily prayers? Is even worth the strain when I know that this path always leads to pain? Is it truely better to lose the ones we love than it is to be the ones they get tired of? Is there a point where you give up hope and realize that you can no longer cope? Will I become so very jaded that all people I see are immediately hated? I want to have faith that one day I will find somebody who will love me and always be kind. But fear is prevailing of getting too close I'm afraid I can't handle any more blows. Should I risk it and give it one last chance with the hope that I'll find that lifelong romance? Do I go with my heart and shut out my mind in hopes that that true love I soon will find?

Broken Heart
When you realize that the life that you believed was real was all just a lie you are broken. When you think that you are safe, that the person that you love and trusted the most has betrayed you, then you are broken hearted. The hard part to all of this is figuring out how to pick up the shattered pieces of what is left of your heart and move on.

Broken Heart
for the night of april 26. 2009, was the night my heart was torn out of my chest, having this crushing blow, makes me toss and turn while laying in bed,mean while crying for hours apon hours make this night last for an eternity, the love of my life made my heart shatter in to billions of pieces recover is no more, the numbing feeling will soon set in making me not feel the love from another onces again, my eyes are blood shot from all the crying, i don't know if i can go on, my will hs been shattered as well, not sure of anything my best friend turns into the pillow i cry my self to sleep with tonight, feeling like this is the end of my life i wonder if i every shall feel happyness once more

Broken Dreams
Broken dreams are falling down on me. Showing me the side of pain I used to know. Never knowing the end of anything. Show the scars I caused to myself everyday. Broken dreams are shifting away. Just because you said your final good-bye. Never again I will never be alone I sit in my lonely room. Just sitting and thinking and drinking away the pain. Broken Dreams are me Broken dreams are everything Broken Dreams are what I have to feel Broken Dreams are me She left me the day I died inside a misery Never saw the signs, never saw the sweetless goodbye Shifting around here, feeling so lonely I never thought I would be sitting here passed on the floor But my mind keeps dragging me down into despair Never again to breath the lifeless mentions of her Broken Dreams are me Broken dreams are everything Broken Dreams are what I have to feel Broken Dreams are me Final laps of my mind shows the end of me Having nothing left I sit here and cry Broken selfless and

Broken - Seether Feat. Amy Lee
I wanted you to know I love the way you laughI wanna hold you high and steal your pain awayI keep your photograph and I know it serves me wellI wanna hold you high and steal your pain'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesomeAnd I don't feel right when you're gone awayYou've gone away, you don't feel me, here anymoreThe worst is over now and we can breathe againI wanna hold you high, you steal my pain awayThere's so much left to learn, and no one left to fightI wanna hold you high and steal your pain[x2]'Cause I'm broken when I'm openAnd I don't feel like I am strong enough'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesomeAnd I don't feel right when you're gone away'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesomeAnd I don't feel right when you're gone awayYou've gone awayYou don't feel me here anymore

Broken Dreamz
Fallen Dreamz Broken mirrors Enough to curse a lifetime A lifetime that has already been damned One broken dream dooms more than seven years I could live a lifetime in the same hex Why doesn't a myth exsist to undo that curse? Perhaps then I would have a chance Working to change the miserable life Doing my best to revive the dying light The one that is my heart. And the hope that is immprisioned there Perhaps one dark night of happiness Will find it's way into my soul Until that day I slowly die, still dreaming.

Broken Things Inside
The poem your about to read is 100% factual.I was greeting all the pplinside the velvet kittyLaughing and joking and pretending to be a man that truly wasnt meThen in walked Spirit, attitude with class and beautybut as trained Marine I quickly saw throughI seen that she glowed and there ismore to this woman than i ever knewI knew right away she was more woman than I was manBut her presense I couldnt resistit consumed me I couldnt understandThen she called my name and withmy fear hidden answered this maidens callWe began our journey with just nothin but small talkAs we talked the more in depth our convo began to growI suddenly told her theres something you need knowMy outside appearnce is wellas you can plainly seeBut deep inside there are many broken thingsThen I felt her courage and compassion that Ive only felt by a fewAs she said ricky to fix your broken things it will take not 1 heart but 2I instantly went back to a day gone pastWhen mom called me to her death bedto tell my future

Broken
All my desires missingCause other guys lips you've been kissingFishing for someone newOr an additional someone to screw.You didn't realize times were toughI had a lot on my mindNow I've left it behindYour in the pastBut you've left me brokenBroken little whoreAlways looking for something moreNext time I won't try to loveI'll just live day to day.

Broken Things Inside.....by Rickyd....my Journey Of Fate Partner
The poem your about to read is 100% factual. I was greeting all the pplinside the velvet kittyLaughing and joking and pretending to be a man that truly wasnt meThen in walked Spirit, attitude with class and beautybut as trained Marine I quickly saw throughI seen that she glowed and there ismore to this woman than i ever knewI knew right away she was more woman than I was manBut her presense I couldnt resistit consumed me I couldnt understandThen she called my name and withmy fear hidden answered this maidens callWe began our journey with just nothin but small talkAs we talked the more in depth our convo began to growI suddenly told her theres something you need knowMy outside appearnce is wellas you can plainly seeBut deep inside there are many broken thingsThen I felt her courage and compassion that Ive only felt by a fewAs she said ricky to fix your broken things it will take not 1 heart but 2I instantly went back to a day gone pastWhen mom called me to her death bedto tell my futur

Broken Angel
This was written for a Good Friend a Beautiful Soul..She just needs to open her eyes and see it... I hope I can help..... Broken Angel As I walked this new path I could feel the air grow thick and cold Each step brought me further into darkness But to this path I will hold I came upon a wall surrounded by pain A storm has been raging here I can barely see but the battered walls are there Each brick built laid by fear The wall was built high and strong I put my hand then ear against it I heard the weakened cries for help

Broken
Broken hearts, love's deceit, pieces fall down to my feet. Broken promises, love's a lie, puddles form from tears I cry. Broken dreams, love's illusion, sorrowed cause of your intrusion. Broken hope, love's a game, doesn't last, ends the same. Broken sleep, love's the cause, digs at me with sharpened claws. Broken spirit, love of sorrow, stolen now is my tomorrow. Broken life, love is lost, Broken now and that's the cost.

Broken Plates
You came way to soon That ego confused your girl She thought she had the best of you Look I've never broken plates Always cared that they Never treated life like a damn game So this haunts me haunts me haunts me haunts me Never understood Why I was always good People rearrange, switch and turn their place Everybody falls now darling But I'll stay the same for you Hey My voice is complaint I'm safer I've been protecting myself from the one who crawls Look I've never broken plates Always cared that they Never treated life like a damn game So this haunts me haunts me haunts me haunts me Never understood Why I was always good People rearrange, switch and turn their place Everyone falls now darling But i'll stay the same for you And I never understood Hey why I was always good People rearrange, switch and turn their place Everybody falls now darling But I'll stay the same for you Hey

Broken Wings
It was many many years ago I was green and young in life I didn't know that there were guys with hearts of ice I never could have imagined the harm that they could do to well meaning girls and their lives But like a hailstorm from hell he rained down upon this bird broke her wing and left her for dead Though the storm passed quickly and the sun came out again the little bird never healed just kept crying in the sand because she could never fly again But you can't tell me that it was meant to be for me to stand here now with my feet in the sand Because I was meant to soar to kiss the clouds while riding a gentle breeze Yet here I am after all these years just a bird with a broken wing crying in the sand

Broken Hearted Mother
its now june 9th and deanna is almost 3 weeks old and i dont know what to do....... i cant afford a good attorney to defend me so i and resorting to a public defender :( well i go to court tomorrow i'll let every one know how that went!!!

Broken
I'll Get Over You. It's taking the longest timebut my broken heart will healfor what I once had felt so deeplyis now, no longer real. You played me like a foolbelieving all you saidwhen deep down all that you didwas hurt me more instead. I'd like to really knowif seeing me cry that wayhad any effect on youon any given day? I told you how much I loved youwith each and every dayyet all I meant to youwas someone with, to play.

Broken Hearts
Where do they gowhen they have no place to call homeLive and be brokenor hope they'll mend on their own ****Time heals woundsand enables us to forgetWait! Time has no value to aching broken hearts****I long for your smiletender touch, and strong arms Arms I run to, throw myself between your charm ****You weren't there when desperation and emptiness accompanied me No more tears to wipeyou are not aroundand you'll never be ****You ran away and left me aloneI looked, no one was thereI was alone in this worldlooking aroundfor your care ****Why did you leave me on my ownI was sad not for missing youI realized I've been always alone ****I cried not because its overbut for the missing part in my heart No! I wont say I am in loveglass doesn't mend once shattered a part****I'll keep pain inside from now onwith my brokenheart I,ll roam loneliness taught my heart to singyet aches for a place to call home

Broken...
whatever you've broken, unbreak it whichever you've taken untake it all the lies that were spoken, unspeak them the battles you lost, defeat them the pain that your heart holds, unfeel it the secret your life is, reveal it the rainbows your dreams have, follow them the truth that your lies are, swallow them

Broken
she can hear the rain softly beating against the window as she sits on her davenport tears streaming down her cheeks...... her heart so shreaded into pieces that she can barly breath ......her hands trembling as she trys to wipe the tears away .......she can not move for it hurts her so much...... her life gone with just a few words spoken to her..... she wishes to just terminate everything..... she thinks to herself why..... why does it always end up like this?.her mind propelling with so many thoughts that she cant keep up with them she loves him ....he is her soul mate ........her heart and beloved........she waited so long for the chance to be with her sweet lover but her life is in such pandemonium that her hands are bound .......she closes her eyes but she cant stop the tears .......she trys to let out a scream but nothing comes out she lost .......shes lost her heart and soul forever .......her dreams up in flames .......her soul destined to burn in the fiery pits of hell

Broken
I'm back in new jersey now. my faith and hope in life have been extinguished. the reason i am still alive has more to do with cowardice than desire to continue living. i failed at life once again. i failed at love. i failed at meeting the potential that everyone else but me can see. for those that had my number, i no longer have a cell phone. for those that had my yahoo, i do not know when i will be able to access a computer from now on, as i mentioned in the last blog. i am in excruciating pain now, from the inside. my heart hurts. my soul hurts. i don't regret a single moment in his arms. not a single kiss. i only regret that i could not be the person he needed me to be in order for this to have been a relationship. he said over and over that he did not think he made me happy, because how could someone that made me so happy make me so angry... the truth of it is, he's the only one that made me happy in a long time. the anger is something i could never control. i wish i could hav

Broken Bone
While leading a tour of kindergarten students through our hospital, I overheard a conversation between one little girl and an x-ray technician. "Have you ever broken a bone?" he asked. "Yes," the girl replied. "Did it hurt?" "No." "Really? Which bone did you break?" "My sister's arm."

Broke
broken hearts cant truely be mended. when you care for someone it always takes more then one person caring to make things right. to make things work. distance is the worst factor. it makes you cry it makes it hard and it makes everything not really worth the while. but true love does conquer all as long as it goes both ways. it cant just go one way. i found out the hard way. nothing is worth saving unless you feel it the best way. being broken hearted is the worst thing ever. i guess only one quote says it best. make sure the juice is worth the squize. if it is dont loose a drop and keep it all. things are difficult and people get hurt if they care. but hey what do i know im just a guy with a broken heart that has never mended. dont take my word for it. try it your own way. hopefully your ending will be a happy one unlike mine.

Broken Roads
A stranger dreams in patience along the broken roads his trip has been long, he grows evertired from the distance a lift on the horizon the gleam of the sun beating off the plains step by step he inches the beaten path has taken its toll be silenced from the pain be quiet from the drain another day of struggling along the broken roads

Broken Hearts
This is to both men and women!!! We all know this is the internet but when you play with peoples hearts it's def not cool:( When you hurt some one with your games and lies and deception you need to be careful because one day it may come back to you with your heart being broken. There is that right person out there for everyone and I hope everyone finds that but until then please watch the heart strings u step on. We are all grownups and adults so some of you need to fucking act like it on here!!!! I am here to make some awesome friends whether it be male/female and would NEVER step over any boundries or talk to anyones bf/gf , please show some respect to those you know are in relationships on here. Thats all for now, I vented! Lol. OH P.S. Love you all:)

Broken Hearted
THERE ARE MANY A DAYS WHEN I JUST WNAT TO CURL UP AND HIDE AND LAST NIGHT WAS ONE OF THEM.... THERE WAS A HUGE FAMILY FIGHT AT MUH HOUSE WHICH MADE ME REALIZE THAT IT'S TIME TO LET GO OF THE PAST AND FOCUZ ON THE FUTURE

Broken
Misery grabs me, by the throattry to breath, but still I chokeDepression cuts me like a knifeplagued by thoughts, to end my lifeLoad the clip, then fill the chamberhollow points, to ease my angerPut the barrel, against my headpaint the walls of my room redGrey matter, splatterd from floor to ceilingbut the pain, im no longer feelingall ive loved, will now be lostwas my life, well worth the costBROKEN SHELL, OF A MANEND MY DAYS, WITH MY OWN HANDSPILL MY BLOOD, AND WATCH IT RUNA LIFELESS CORPSE, IVE BECOMESelffish thoughts, control my grievingease my mind, this hell im leavingeternity, spent in purgatoryclose this chapter, of my life storyNot remebered, nor forgottenas my body lies there rottingfamily grieveing, for their fallen sonyet noone stopped me as I grabbed the gunCries for help, left unanswerednow that im gone, they loved this bastard

Broken
“Broken" The endless pain of it, you see the dark scars that your loved ones give they say they love you, but in their hatefull loud screams you never live They beat you until you black out, how could have you ever lived this long? you lay a crumpled beaten mess, wondering what you do so very wrong your last thoughts before the dark are that you still love them no matter what Pain....the pounding of the fists to bone Pain....the words of hate, that you never deserve Love....if they did why would they break you so? Love....you still have for them You blank out most of what they do, forever hoping that they will end it but all it takes is one little thing, or too much to drink to start this trip you brace for it everytime, the physical don't hurt as much as the mental broken ribs, broken soul just as borken as this damn two bedroom rental you called a home for so long, how much more before you finally fall? Pain....the pounding of the fists to bone Pain....the words of hate,

Broken Dawn
Late at night when sleep won't comeInside my head that beating drumand how he left me standing at his door When I think back to all the daysspent in his arms, that loving gazeall we shared like shards upon the floor Words were thrown like slivered glasspierced and rended heart at last could I live life like that and more Did the heart that opened and I adoredget bumped and bent and over-scoredInto an angry, hurtful voice that I abhor The years of hope now tarnished seemwith blinded eyes I held the dreamof finding someone true for evermore Oh how does Love get split in twowhat can be done to get us throughthose hurtful drumbeats, crashing down the door

Broken Halo
The wind roars in her ears, as it flows past her, her hair billowing behind her at war with the wind itself, the strands lashing back and forth. her arms stretched to either side, her delicate fingers playing an imagined tune into the wind. An uncomprehending smile plays across her lips. The Wind stings her face, drawing tears from her dep blue eyes. Her expression serious as it almost always is, her foot tapping along to the beat into the open air, still unsure of what is happening. Her eyes go blurry as she tries to make it all make sense. Her mind mulling over the decisions she has made, her past present and future coming together to make her the person she is today. her eyes catch hold of the ground coming up at her quickly. It all snaps back in her mind, she stretches her wings out, knowing all to quickly that they are no longer their. The despair in her eyes evident as the last few feet of air dissapears, she hits the ground, and bounces back into the air, the tinkle of

Broken
This poem was written May 22nd 2009 in rememberance of my grandfather who died May 2nd. Since I can't move it, this is just a repost from my Life blog. Enjoy. Broken I feel like I'm in a million placesScattered across the windNothing to sayWith no where to goMy mind vanishes with all the facesAs the poison caresses my breathAs another day closer to cancerWithers away to dieTears unlike the falling rainThis well has run dry. As the sky falls down around meI lull myself to sleep,With a false sense of securityThese years have devoured me.While I lay here in slumberThe days increase with numbersWill I ever wake up to this lifeThat has forsaken me,Trapped me in this nightmare,And cut me like a knife? Until then I will lay here brokenShattered into a million piecesScattered over a million placesLeft to wither away and dieUntil he lifts me upAnd tells me the reasons why.

Broken Heart
My 24 yr old son has been dating a 20 yr old girl for 2 yrs now, she's got a wonderful little boy that I love just like my own grandson...The baby's dad is worthless, just got out of jail a few months ago after being in there for about a year...Kyle finds out that she's been taking the baby to a drug house where he hangs & hides from another drug dealer he ripped off...The drug dealer he ripped off pounded his face in with a brick 2 weeks ago, and won't care who is around if he runs into him again...Someone told Kyle about her taking the baby down there and he questioned her about it at first she lied and said no, then later confessed that she had been...It's not that Kyle doesn't want the child to see his father, he just wants him to see him at the fathers aunt's house where he's in a safe enviornment...He love the baby like he is his own son...Long story short, he packs up their belongings and takes her to her fathers house, he said he can't stay with someone that he doesn't trust,

Broken By Lifehouse
Broken by LifehouseThe broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonightMaybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my timeAnd I am here still waiting though I still have my doubtsI am damaged at best, like you've already figured outI'm falling apart, I'm barely breathingWith a broken heart that's still beatingIn the pain there is healingIn your name I find meaningThe broken locks were a warning you got inside my headI tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book insteadAnd I still see your reflection inside of my eyesThat are looking for purpose, they're still looking for lifeI'm falling apart, I'm barely breathingWith a broken heart that's still beatingIn the pain there's the healingIn your name I find meaningSo I'm holdin' onI'm holdin' onI'm holdin' onI'm barely holdin' on to youI'm hanging on another day Just to see what you will throw my wayAnd I'm hanging on to the words you sayYou said that I would, would be okThe broken lights on the freeway left me here aloneI may have l

Broken
Broken I lay in bed, with a surrounding fearWhen i close my eyes, I can feel it draw near What looms in the dark, I do not know But when it is light, it does not show Deception, hurt, and years of pain It consumes me like, a never ending rain It blankets my body, heart, and soul What will come next, how will it unfold I prepare for the worst, and hope for the best Soon it will be here, then i will know the rest I fight through each day, with all of my heart Now i realise, it has torn me apart The final strands, and nerves, of a tattered man I dont know how, much more i can stand I lay in bed, with a surrounding fear When i close my eyes, I can feel it draw near.......

Broken With Words
Angel with no wings I loved you with all my heart, yet you still hated me like an angel with no wings. Now as this agony eats away at my soul, all that’s left Of this man is nothing. Jose Hermosillo

Broken
I went to see my spirit guidehe is a wise and kindly man.I told him how my foolish pridewas broken into grains of sand.He heard me rant he heard me wailagainst my sense of harsh betrayal.He took my heart into his handsand then led me to understand. He told me not to waste my hearton those who would tear it apart.To only, share my peace of mindwhen my heart again,learns to be kind.But much more than all of thishe said the way to perfect blissis to accept what I've been given,learn to laugh and keep on living.I spent all of my precious timehoping for a love sublimeweaving fantasy into rhymeuntil I found out you were lying.You never read a single wordmy voice and heart you never heardand so you never will be minethis truth is that I was so blind.Therefore, I spend my precious timeto weave my hopes into a rhymeand maybe one day you will seethe love I gave so tenderly. Poem By Tammy C.

Broken
Wish I hadn't broken my ankle on June 18th. I had to have surgery and now have a plate in my ankle. It has been 2 months and I am still not walking on it...and I am so bored. I have gone out twice to the bar since this has happened but cannot get drunk because I only have one leg to walk with. If I get to drunk and fall...who will catch me??? Again I am looking forward to the day I can walk and go back to normal. I miss going out and I miss dancing!!!!! Someone make it so I am not bored anymore. Later.....

Broken Hearts
Where do they gowhen they haveno place to call homeLive and be brokenor hope they'llmend on their ownTime heals woundsand enables us to forgetWait! Time has no valueto aching broken heartsI long for your smiletender touch, and strong armsArms I run to, throw myselfbetween your charmYou weren't therewhen desperationand emptiness accompanied meNo more tears to wipeyou are not aroundand you'll never beYou ran awayand left me aloneI looked, no one was thereI was alone in this worldlooking aroundfor your careWhy did you leaveme on my ownI was sad notfor missing youI realized I've beenalways aloneI cried not because its overbut for the missingpart in my heartNo! I wont sayI am in loveglass doesn't mendonce shattered a partI'll keep paininside from now onwith my brokenheart I,ll roamloneliness taughtmy heart to singyet aches for a placeto call home

Broken
Her screams break the silence around her, But they are never heard by others. She lies in bed... her pillows collecting her tears. Her heart has been shattered..... Shattered by the one meant to protect it, To love it, to provide for it. The baby lays next to her sleeping peacefully.... Unaware that one of its' lifegivers has left it, And in that leaving has left wreckage and a void... She wonders what she did to deserve getting beaten, and cheated on.. As she thinks, the heart that was once whole, Becomes a briar patch of thorns which grows into a wall... Only one small hole remains for access to her heart... That hole is for her child. She grits her teeth hard and vows "Never again!" With that vow made, she moves on with her life, but...... Behind those thorns lives a woman beautiful, Filled with love screaming to get out. She ignores the screams coming from the woman on the other side, Dismissing her as weak, and foolish for wanting and believing in love. She tu

Broken Promises
I only have myself to blameFor these tears and the pain.I was the one who let you inAfter I promised myself never again.But I didn’t knowThat one day, you would go.You said I could trust youAnd that you would always be there to help me through.You promised you’d never goBut I guess now I know.Promises don’t mean anythingBecause promises can be broken and hope can sink.Proving that all good things do come to an endAnd life-long journeys of friendship can turn into dead ends. Nangula Nafuka

A Broken Heart
A broken heart is broken for no reason a broken heart could be broken for severl reason depends on the person.As for my broken heart is been broken for no reason.As for mine it's been broken for so long it will take only Mr.Right to repair my broken heart.I know I'm the prettiest or the skinniest but I'm human and have feelings,I've been lied to cheated on in every relahionship.My broken heart may take time to heal until then please don't break my heart as it's still broken.

Brokenheart
i fell apart when you left never flet whole always alone cold dead no matter how much i wished for death it never came until im with you again i will stay cold alone deadin this world theres a knock on the door i open it here you are a lost soul as i am you say "i love you" and im here to fix all the pain and sorrow i have caused please forgive me i look into your eyes to see if this is real and not a dream i blink then look at you and tell you to come back to me i love you and never let me go

Broken
The broken clock is a comfortIt helps me sleep tonightMaybe it can start tomorrowFrom stealing all my timeAnd I am here still waitingThough I still have my doubtsI am damaged at bestLike you've already figured outI'm falling apartI'm barley breathingWith a broken heartThat's still beatingIn the painThere is healingIn your nameI find meaningSo I'm holding onI'm holding onI'm holding onI'm barely holding on to youThe broken locks were a warningYou got inside my headI tried my best to be guardedI'm an open book insteadAnd I still see your reflectionInside of my eyesThat are looking for purposeThey're still looking for lifeI'm falling apartI'm barely breathingWith a broken heartThat's still beatingIn the pain(In the pain)Is there healing?In your name(In your name)I find meaningSo I'm holding on(I'm still holding)I'm holding on(I'm still holding)I'm holding on(I'm still holding)I'm barely holding on to youI'm hanging on another dayJust to see what you will throw my wayAnd I'm hanging on to

Broken (shattered)
This is a poem I wrote and had published back in 2004. It was written on 1/22/04. I have others as well but I would have to look hard to find them. Its title: Broken (Shattered) Battered Bruised Used Abused Shattered Can you feel this? I can. Battered, Cruised, Used, Abused and Shattered. MEntally and Emotionally I'm not the same anymore. Mentally and Emotionally ripped, torn and worn. I look at you with scorn. In me I hold a precious gift in which you helped create. You want to come and hold this gift. I move away as you draw near. I am shattered and broken. I fear becoming more shattered and broken. No matter my fear, you still draw near.

Broken
I moan and groan with joy, as I sink into your derriere. Pushing in a toy into your pussy roughly with not an inch to spare.Taking your cries of pain in stride, a camera by our side. As I plow in and out until you're torn, your rectum bloody and broken. Cutting off a lock of your hair, saving it as a token. I smile with glee, but there is no more joy, as I've broken your ass daily for six months by now, daily thrusting in and out, tearing you, making you mine, my precious new fucktoy.

Broken
Tears fall like raindrops from the sky pain etched so deep the roots can never unwind Sorow filled despair setting in Knowing there is no yesterdays no turning back to change it all Moving forward on this crazy circus ride Heart shadowed by darkness a soul that lost it's way Looking up at the endless sky so small all else seems Tears will fall pain will come and go Darkness just around the bend to capture another broken soul

The Broken..
I picked you up I helped you out. We ended it I filled with doubt. Seperate now a whole new man. I find it hard to give a damn. I know you hurt I know you cried. But worest of all you sold me lies. I gave it all up for you hoping somehow you'd be true. Funny how you finally see the better parts I had in me. But they are dead and so am I you turned me into one big lie. (Chorus) I want to die turned my whole damn self into a lie. Don't even try to make an excuse with all you blame and abuse. I am fully broken all the pecies left over have me gaspin and chokin. (Chorus) How could you do what you did to me and now it ends and now you see. I can't belive you loved me so when every move just crushed my soul. I always tried so hard to hear you out but you always seemed to tune me out. Now your in tears and I want to cry but won't let me I'd rather die. (Sorry had to vent more is likely to come...-)

Broken Heart
Won't be so easy, This time to hurt me, You can try, And this time Baby, There are no tears left here to dry, If you think you can wound me like before If you think you can do that anymore, Won't get to far, You Can't Break A Broken Heart, So try your best now baby, Try your best to break me, You can't break a broken heart, No damage you can do now, I'm immune to you now, You can't break what broke apart, There's nothing you can do to me no more, You can't break a broken heart. Hurt me before now, Won't hurt no more now, Not this time, You might do better, Messing with someone else's mind, Cause You're not gonna bring me down again, You're done with throwing me the way you did, It's gone to far eh, You Can't Break A Broken Heart, So try your best now baby, Try your best to break me, You can't break a broken heart, No damage you can do now, I'm a immune to you now, You can't break what broke apart, There's nothing you can do to me no more, You can't break a broken heart. Still don't

Broken Hearts..
You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy streetWith shoulders stooped and heads bowed low and eyes that stare in defeatOr souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all partsWhere a living death is all that's left for women with broken heartsYou have no right to be the judge to criticize and condemJust think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of herOne careless step a thoughtless deed and then the misery startsAnd to those who weep death comes cheap these women with broken heartsOh so humble you should be when they come passing byFor it's written that the greatest women never get too big to crySome lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots his dartsAnd with hope all gone they walk alone these women with broken heartsYou've never walked in that woman's shoes or saw things through her eyesOr stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you diesSome were paupers some were queens and some were masters of the artsBut in their shame they're al

Broken (by Me)
You say you loved me, and you still do, but we can't be together me and you. You say "I love you always" in a different way I need to find myself you said that day. You said you'll love me always and will be there for me but something isn't right with me you see... You said please forgive me for hurting you it is something I never wanted to do please understand maybe in time I tried to fight this and keep you as mine. I don't want to keep you on a string I just need to do this, I have to, for me.. Please understand I do love you I do but not in the way that I use to.. I want to be able to still be your friend if you will have me until the end If you can't i will understand but its not what I want, cause I will tell you again "That I still love you, and will always to the end" Hearts get broken every day, people walk from our lives, but I do not want to leave you not now not ever I want to help you now and forever... You had always told me, you would never leave and now I know and I

Broken
Wasnt recognized, wasnt acknowledged, wasn't strongA lot of people tried to hurt me, tried to do me wronglots of times in a negative context I heard my nameLong ago I was whole, but I was never the sameEvery night when I go to sleep and close my eyesI can see myself fly, with birds and butterflies Like a proud eagle I soar over the land But I know that everything good must come to an end Waking up, still trapped in the same lifeless shell I dont need to die in order to go to hell My spirit was broken like a rotten tree I'll never beg for mercy sittin on one knee Again into slumber I plunge my mind My eyes are seeing, but I am blind Walking through the tunnel like a man with no sight Holding on to the walls, maybe in the end there will be light But nothing but more darkness was waiting for me There is no one as always to hear my plea I ask no questions, and no answers I hold In my mind there's a vacuum, my soul is ice cold I've folded my cards, tried to stop the game In the end it

Broken
i got so much to say, dont know where to begin, should i start with the angry thoughts, or the sad thoughts? damn here it goes: i hate the way u make me feel, but even more i hate myself for lettin u make me feel the way i do. i dont hate u, god i can never hate u, but i hate the things u do to me i hate the way ur on my mind al the time, but i hate the fact im not on urs i`ll rather u beatin, kickin me, then make a promises u cant keep. just stop lieing to me, plz tell me as it is dont got words to describ wut i feel right now, hell im not even sure wut i feel u werent even here when i needed u the most. i think i should let u go yea im lettin u go, im not the one for u

Broken Pieces Of Me
Broken Pieces of MeI wish I could say That I will be fine But the truth is that I will never be In anyway shape or form I have a sickness that Is based off undefined needs I will never be free of The all-consuming ways In which I see this world That unfolds before me I destroy all that I create I tear down walls Only to build others I obliterate love Because I am afraid To allow myself to feel Anything other than A sadness that is real It lingers deep An endless chasm That exist within The confines of my chest Like a wolf howling At the night sky and The plight of its intended victim Everyone involved knows What is coming Broken pieces of me Make me whole For how much longer is unknown I will do what I can No one would blame me for that But in the end I am aware that Sooner or later I will simply fall apart...... ByKeaton Foster(

Broken
I thought i knew you I thought you cared. I thought that maybe we could last forever Who knew forever Would only last so long I know u felt the pressure Of everyone But please I’m still here Still waiting for your call, Don’t blame me for the mistakes of other people But how low can you get You can’t tell me in person Its like you’re a different kind of womenNot the one who asked me out Not the one that I hugged&

Broken Lyrics - Lindsey Haun
Wake up to a sunny day, not a cloud up in the skyThen it starts to rain, my defenses hit the groundAnd they shatter all around, so open and exposedI found strength in the struggleFace to face with my trouble When you're broken in a million little pieces And you're trying but you can't hold on anymoreEvery tear falls down for a reasonDon't you stop believing in yourselfWhen you're broken Little girl don't be so blueI know what you're going through Don't let it beat you upHitting walls and getting scars Only makes you who you areOnly makes you who you areNo matter how much your heart is achingThere is beauty in the breakingYeah When you're broken in a million little pieces And you're trying but you can't hold on anymoreEvery tear falls down for a reasonDon't you stop believing in yourself When you're broken Better days are gonna find you once again Every piece will find its place When you're broken, when you're broken When you're broken in a million little pieces And you're trying but yo

Broken Back In
The so called contract was broken back in August between the hours of four and five in the afternoon, with the required two witnesses. One a devout Roman Catholic and the other a Roman Catholic Priest. First letter written was do not follow my lead and never underestimate someone like me. It has to be me. Come up with a letter that says your dead without this surgery and I have the following. With or without this surgery I will die. Get it? I'm dead just like you. Like it or not we are all dead. So what happened in Cooper Hospital? You want me to lead by hand? So why this hoopla with this surgery while to me I don't care since we are all dead sooner or later? I'd be happy to blab it all out. God forbid. Look God is all poweful, all knowing, and everywhere. Does God need tons of prayer or anything else so this all God knows? Does God need a place to reside? We need much less holy rollers with their hands in your pocket or bank account. We need less medicine with hands in your pocket

Broken Wings
Broken WingsOnce upon a time,I soared through the sky.Without a care in the world,You were the one to make me fly.Like an endless sea,Your love stretched acrossAs far as the eye could see.You were a fresh startSomething new,Innocent and true.Then you took it from meEverything that made me flyBody and mind completely shatteredHeart and soul torn a part,As I fell from the sky.But nothing mattered.Wings broken and tatteredFeathers ripped and scatteredNo more would these wings take flightFalling to earth in the dead of night,No longer could I see the light.Rarely do I pray for myself..But this time I must,Before this life turns to dust,For your loving soul to pull me from the rainFor your love, to heal these broken wingsAnd help me fly once again..

Broken Soul (written Awhile Ago)
Til I met you I never knew true loveTil I met you I never knew true painThe Love we shared was like nothing I have ever had beforeThe Joy you brought to my life was unsurpassed by any otherThe Smile on my face, The wholeness I felt when you were near meI felt as if my life was completeI had finally found the half to my tortured heartThe Pain I had felt would be no moreThe Days, Months, Years, spent together were the most beautiful and happiest times of my lifeNow by some cruel twist of fate, my heart is once again being ripped out and trampled onWhat was once beating in my chest is now cold and deadThere is no feeling anymoreI am dead insideI want to scream in Pain, til I am hoarse and exhaustedTo Let out every ounce of feeling that might be leftThere is no reason for me to feel anymoreNo reason to smileNo reason to careNo reason to go on

Broken
Broken created @ 2009-08-23 22:33:37 Her screams break the silence around her, But they are never heard by others. She lies in bed... her pillows collecting her tears. Her heart has been shattered..... Shattered by the one meant to protect it, To love it, to provide for it. The baby lays next to her sleeping peacefully.... Unaware that one of its' lifegivers has left it, And in that leaving has left wreckage and a void... She wonders what she did to deserve getting beaten, and cheated on.. As she thinks, the heart that was once whole, Becomes a briar patch of thorns which grows into a wall... Only one small hole remains for access to her heart... That hole is for her child. She grits her teeth hard and vows "Never again!" With that vow made, she moves on with her life, but...... Behind those thorns lives a woman beautiful, Filled with love screaming to get out. She ignores the screams coming from the woma

Broken Flesh And The Catalyst~by Jd
Tempers flaring like a bombardment of flames through my soul, Anger rises, I am trying to keep composure but im slighted and feeling easy to lose control. This day has triggered the demon in my soul and to the surface it shows its face, The taste of blood fills my mouth and my skin breaks this is your warning to watch out. I am the tramatic, The darkness has devoured my soul, I am not conscious to the world around me, No emotion no self control. Blind sided rage and my heart stops mid beat, I hover and my tongue is blistered from the heat, Disgusted and ready to trample the earth, Fear the monstrosity evolve from inside me. My eyes blood red and i feel my flesh slide off the brittle bone, I am no longer the man you have come to know, I am the demon that lies within. Solid black heart, This world is not ready for the anguish im set to bring, With one solid step i will destroy this materialistic inferior world. Jagged teeth, Sharp as shards of glass that rip the skin

The Broken Chain
We little knew that morning, that God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, In death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone; for part of us went with you, the day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories your love is still our guide and though we cannot see you you are always at our side. Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same; but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again. - author unknown

Broken Heart...
A BEAUTIFUL GIRL WITH PRETTY EYES, A HIDDEN WORLD OF HURT AND LIES SHE SITS ON HER BED AND CRIES IT'S HARD FOR HER TO REALIZE THAT LIFE ISNT ALL WEAK IN THE KNEES AN BUTTERFLIES... =) "WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL"

Broken Hearts
Tonight some dear friends of mine went to sleep broken hearted. They have been unable to concieve children, but finally found a young girl wiling to put her baby up for adoption. Things had been going great until the ex-boyfriend showed up again. The baby's mother had a restraining order agasint him six months ago. Just the perfect guy to be a father, huh? The mother had signed the papers authorizing the adoption, but the father, who isn't willing to marry the mother of his child, won't. In fact, since my friends flew back for the birth of the child the baby's father has screened all the mother's phone calls. Real sweet son-of-a-bitch, huh? He's brow-beaten the mother into thinking that him having the baby half the time, and her having the baby half the time is a perfectly normal, acceptable family relationship. Forget the fact that it doesn't give the baby any kind of stability, or sense of place in the world. But no, the father has to have his trophy baby. If you aren

Broken Sword
Flames burning with one spark, Through your religion I die, Blind I see in the dark, I cut out my eyes! I was taught in my youth, Denying all of my fears , Deaf I hear the truth, I cut off my ears! Ringing like a Broken Sword, Upon my voice your attentions hung, Mute I speak the word, I cut out my tongue! Tearing open my pride, I feel pleasure instead of pain, I see the wound split wide I cut open my vein! Flowing free I'm bleeding, Pierced my blood will start, As it is still beating, I cut out my heart! 2,000 years of mutilation, Is this the generation, For judgement and devastation, Our world is in desolation!

Broken
Broken Misery grabs me, by the throattry to breath, but still I chokeDepression cuts me like a knifeplagued by thoughts, to end my lifeLoad the clip, then fill the chamberhollow points, to ease my angerPut the barrel, against my headpaint the walls of my room redGrey matter, splattered from floor to ceilingbut the pain, I'm no longer feelingall I've loved, will now be lostwas my life, well worth the costBroken shell, of a manEnd my days, with my own handSpill my blood, and watch it runA lifless corpse I have becomeSelfish thoughts, control my grievingease my mind, this hell I'm leavingeternity, spent in purgatoryclose this chapter, of my life storyNot rembered, nor forgottenas my body lies there rottingfamily grieving, for their fallen sonyet noone stopped me as I grabbed the gunCries for help, left unanswerednow that I'm gone, they loved this bastard

~broken Escape~
Silent tears fall. Solace, weeping, cry. Creeping death in feelings. No answers for a why. Sitting expressionless in a chair. Drops of sadness, deep despair. Tears are falling to the floor, escaping from a mental war. Glassy eyes will cloud again. Deaths impressions, deep within. No longer living a life so dim. Running from this pain of sin.

Broken
BRAND NEW LIKE ALWAYS MUCH REWRITING EDITING NEEDED BrokenBLED OUTNO MORE TEARSscar tissue all thats leftresidual callusing of 25 yearsconstantly searching exceptional waysto fake it through just one more daysuffering is true solsticeno longer hungry for lifefinding fullness from the cannabolism occuring from insidescaveging all remnants of false hope left behindand to those of you out there still trying to keep warmtread carefully on thin ice its prone to shatter,natural law tells us were meant to become cold and uselessit is preordained into the verry essence that is matteralway be good to those around with a smile on their faceyou dont want to be the one to clean up all that messI prefer a glass half empty, a glass half full creates quite a splatter

A Broken Heart
You never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lose it, you can never get it back. My heart was taken by you... broken by you... and now it is in pieces because of you. Love is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever. You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in love with you and I don't know why. A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried. Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet. Sometimes the memories are worth the pain. Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye. For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone. We are afraid to care to much, for

Broken
The words unspoken The sounds unheard The heart that's broken A mending is what's needed A messenger that can be given A life that has been liven Words of lies Things I despise Truth of heart; Where do I start Lost in the life Lost in the words How this is so absurd The lies The sorrow How love dies This is it This is the life This is the untold The untold of heart and strife

Broken Hands
I can feel your fear and weaknessI see my own in the mirrors of your eyesCaught into a corner, hopelessNear death ahead and truth behindThere's a bad storm blowing inAnd most of us won't make itThe wreckage of your pastMeans nothing now, forsake itThe memories cripple youYou're torn apart, your dumb mistakeIt only fell apart 'cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsIt only fell apart 'cause you live in itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsWell, there's those that doAnd those that just do talkin'We're all going through hellLet's burn or keep on walkin'The bigots sink their shipsAnd fuel death riding the windRight now it's do or dieHow will you choose to live?The memories that ruined youYou're torn apart, your dumb mistakeIt only fell apart 'cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsIt only fell apart 'cause you live in itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces

Broken Hearted Girl
Broken-hearted Girl You’re everything I thought you never wereAnd nothing like I thought you could’ve beenBut still you live inside of meSo tell me how is that?You’re the only one I wish I could forgetThe only one I’d love to not forgiveAnd though you break my heart, you’re the only one And though there are times when I hate youCause I can’t eraseThe times that you hurt me And put tears on my faceAnd even now while I hate youIt pains me to sayI know I’ll be there at the end of the dayI don’t wanna be without you babeI don’t want a broken heartDon’t wanna take a breath with out you babeI don’t wanna play that partI know that I love youBut let me just sayI don’t want to love you in no kind of way no noI don’t want a broken heartAnd I don’t wanna play the broken-hearted girl...No...NoNo broken-hearted girlI’m no broken-hearted girlSomething that I feel I need to sayBut up to now I’ve always bee

Broken Butterfly
walking through this world alonefeeling my pain slowly driping from my vains onto the groundwalking through this worldliving with my painseeing a trail behind me of my broken heart falling to piecescrumbling to the ground, they look like pieces to a once beautiful butterflynever knowing what winding path will pass me byknowing that the love that was so strong is quickly growinging cold just to throw it all awaywanting so bad to fight until the endafraid to love the one who has my heart and the power of itfeeling more broken than I already hadknowing this maybe the end resulttrying desprately to trust my heart feeling what i thought was right and true. thinking its as real as it getssiting alone within the dark shadows from which i turn to hide within hiding my pain alone to which only i can see.while holding onto the memories never knowing if youll returnknowing that with out question that I love youkiss thy lips that may taste so sweettaking thy heart into thee hands know and feel th

A Broken Heart
You told me you loved me..you swore that you caredWhy wait till now for the truth to be shared? How could you do this to me..this is our dreams..Why is it nothing is ever what it seems?You say this isnt our last fare well..though now i fear..i have no story to tell..No hope no love..no light to guide me.No longer living without you beside me..This is your choice..now lay in your grave..The life you destroy is the one you wanted to save..I'm done with lies..and inflicted tears..Tired of all these wasted years..Thank you for being just like the rest..When all your strength was put to the test..I thought you were different. I thought this was real..My heart is shattered..nothing left to steal..You now hold the pieces that can never be complete..Hoped someday our souls would meet..Now I lay dying..helpless and broken..You broke my heart..my only token..I tryed to be your everything to only be worth none..I have lost you now..you were the only one..The only one who ever made me smile..Wante

Broken Promises And Shattered Dreams
I'm afraid to love again and I'll tell you why, everyone I ever fell for, soon would make me cry. With Broken Promises and Shattered Dreams, you left me down and out, Battered and Bruised the longer I stayed the more you abused. Blinded by love I was unable to see, you never really cared about what you were doing to me. With Broken Promises and Shattered Dreams, you left me down and out, batterd and bruised the longer I stayed the more you abused. Now that you're out of my life, I'm finally free, and I hope there's someone out there waiting for me. When that day comes , I'll know it's for real, but this time I'll be careful, 'cause my Heart needs time to Heal.

Broken Wings
Some called me your Angel for trying to save you that night But my wings were broken and I could not take flight Looking at your body I felt your soul touch mine And heard the message you wanted to give to the family you left behind Thru my tears you guided me to a lifelong friend And showed your family that thru this new one Your story will never end We cannot forget 2 other Angels were with us that night But you chose to speak with me

Broken
Alone Here I sit, Thinking, Crying, All While Its Sinking In. I Look Inside Myself, What Do I See? I See A Hole. The Cold Grip Of Loneliness Grips Tight. I Try To Fight, But The Hole Consumes Everything I am. What Is This Hole?? Over And Over I Ask. No Answer... Still Alone I Sit, Thinking Of The Past, Present, Future...Will It Ever Change?? Why Am I Broken So?? Then It Hits Me, This Hole Is Nothing More Than The Loneliness That Consumes Me Can I fix It??? No One Knows, Faith In Myself Is All I Have, Then She Appears, Is She Real?? Is She My Cure?? She Glows About Feeling The Darkness In With Her Warmth, Her Light Of Hope. She Motions Me To Her, I Go Forth, She Begins To Walk. I Follow, She Begins To Leave Me Behind, I quicken My Pace, She Still Seems To Be Gaining I Begins To Run, She Fades Into The Darkness... Alone Here I Sit...Broken The End- BuddahTheKlown

The Broke Foot Is On The Mends
Ehh most of u know it that i talk to onhere, but i broke my right foot, on the round ankle ball area. luckly no surgery. jus have this fiberflaas cast fer 6 weeks. pain anit as bad as it was, so i', making .hope all yall r doing well. keep in touch. gonna have more time on here to chat wih my friends here amnd on face book

Broken Love
You say you love me. you say that you carewhen you look at meits as if i'm not even thereyou promised to always be therei fell for all your liesyou said you would never leave mebut i fell for your alibis.the truth is you paint a beautiful picturewith all the words you saybut the photo is distorted and growsmore so by the daytell me you love me again or say it to youselfyou may even start to believe it, when your alone, with yourself.they say actions speak volumes, i got it loudand clear. The volumes you speak, are ringing in my ear.saying you love mesaying you carebut it still remainsam i really there.

Broken Wing
I have soared the skies above searching and waiting Seeing nothing but the emptiness around me Rain falls upon my wings Thunder clashing all around me As the day grows old and the dawn becomes dusk I begin to fade Fading into silence and despair Losing all my flight to the storm that threatens the air Eyes clear like the daybreak sky Skin milky white like sparkling stars A smile of innocence, pain, and torment Hair like brown spun silk All these things fall crashing to the ground Cement meeting wings of feathers and air Blood dripping from injuries unknown Crystal tears begin to fall A stranger walks up and tilts her face Looking into eyes of the clear blue sky Wiping tears away Carefully lifting the broken winged fallen angel He protects her and keeps her safe Wiping tears and blood from her face Placing bandages gently upon the feathers of fate He fixes her broken wing just so she can fly away

Broken
I pour my heaart out like a broken clocks guts to get a better viewI our out my heart to make it better but really I have no clueWhat I am looking to fix I know it's broken but how to repairI pour my heart out to hear your thoughts pretending I am not awareA fool in love is a fool indeed in need of a lesson or twoI proved my self to be this fool for no one else but youI poured my heart out and there it sat you chuckled and passed it bylike a trash can full of flys not once or twice but every time I tryand every single time I pick it back up and shove it in my chest I ' ve poured out y heart for the very last time you have shown me it's for the best

A Broken Heart
How do I mend a broken heart? My entire world has fallen apart. How do I find hope in a brand new day, when the one I love has gone away? My mind overflows with memories of you, of all that we've shared, all that we knew. I long for your touch and your warm embrace, the look in your eyes, the smile on your face. My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss, I wake and cry for all that I miss. How do I mend a broken heart, when my one true love and I are apart? My heart knows to love only you, it won't let go, what do I do? Our moments together were precious and few, but I cherished them all more than you knew. I love you my angel and always will, I loved you then and I love you still.

Broken Heart
Honest Questions lyricsCan you seeThe honest questions in my heart this hourI am opening like a flowerTo the rainAnd do you know the silent sorrows of aNever ending journey through the painDo you see a brighter day for meAnother dayA dayDo you wonder whats in store for meThe cure for meThe wayOh look down and see the tears I've criedThe lives I've livedThe deaths I've diedWould you die them tooAnd all for me(You say)I will pour the water down upon a thirsty barron landAnd streams will flowFrom the best of your bruised and broken soulAnd you will grow like the grassUpon the furtile blades of Asia by the streamsOf living water you will growOh.. you will growDo you knowThe story from the startAnd do you know meLike you've always told meDo you see the whispers in my heart against your kindnessMy eternal blindnessDo you see...Do you see a brighter day for meAnother dayA dayDo you wonder whats in store for meThe cure for meThe wayOh look down and see the tears I've criedThe lives I've livedT

Broken Angel
I have become a broken Angelno longer able to flyplease believe I gave it my alldeep down I really triedI have become to tiredto continue the fightand I know to some of youthis decision isnt rightbut you dont knowof the memories I holda lifetime of hurtthat can turn your blood coldso please dont blame meif I have a blank stareif even when we talkits me I dont sharefore i am not worthyto call someone minei am trying to finaly face it this timethey say there is someoneout there for mebut this is a dreamI no longer seeA broken Angelbecoming darker every daydeep down in my soulI dont want it this wayyet I really dont knowwhat else I can doI just knowthat my heart is thru...........Outlaw Angel

(broken) I Just Wrote This Feeling Lil Down ...
things will get better but do they ever its gonna be all rightbut not tonightthings will change but they stay the same people grow up people grow apartpeople just never grow upthings happen for a reason but there never seems to be reasoning try and smilewhen all ur doining is a frown am i really sad or is it just up side downstaying to strong never strongeryet never weakerit gets better in time but that time doesnt comeyet it seemed to have passed us by i refuse to fail but nothings ever good enoughso i stay strongbut behind it alli feel like im made of glass glued together seems perfectly flawless but take a closer look boken just placed back together

Broken Heart
You can't mend a broken heart You can't say that you love someone and you don't So why do you say that you love me Even I know that you don't love me So can you please save me the heartache And love me for a change I love you and when I asked you out you said NO Why did you break my heart, I need you So please say that you love me at least for a while Tell me that you want me But you don't have to go out with me So just let me have the idea that I am wanted So mend my broken heart

Broken Heart
Broken heart never love again,Broken heart all because of men,Broken heart never to be replaced,Broken heart the problems I have faced,Broken heart what's the future gonna be like?Broken heart that was the final strike,Broken heart who is to blame?Broken heart you put out the flame.

Broken Promises Shattered Dreams By Proud American
I'm afraid to love again and I'll tell you why, everyone I ever fell for, soon would make me cry. With Broken Promises and Shattered Dreams, you left me down and out, Battered and Bruised the longer I stayed the more you abused. Blinded by love I was unable to see, you never really cared about what you were doing to me. With Broken Promises and Shattered Dreams, you left me down and out, batterd and bruised the longer I stayed the more you abused. Now that you're out of my life, I'm finally free, and I hope there's someone out there waiting for me. When that day comes , I'll know it's for real, but this time I'll be careful, 'cause my Heart needs time to Heal.

Broken Dreams
I love you more than life itself But I’m afraid to love. My heart is like the fragile wings Of a tiny little dove. I'm scared to get too close. I feel that I can't win. You'll love me for a little while Then you'll set me free again. I've lived so long on hopes and dreams I don't know what to do. I don't think I can trust my heart, For it belongs to you. I know you'll only hurt me Yet, I still keep running back. Between the paths of our hearts There's a worn and beaten track. You've got my heart held on a string. It’s breaking right in two. Enough belongs to me -to hurt- The rest belongs to you. I know that somewhere in your heart There is a place for me. I just don't know how to find it And there's no way to make you see. I can only hope that someday You'll wake up and you'll find, That while my heart belongs to yours, Yours, too, belongs to mine.

Broken Soul
Devotion, Unconditional Love, The ring of eternity I offered your finger. You saved me from the darkness and once again showed me happiness, but now you've taken it from me. Was it all for nothing? My family and friends, their strangers to me. You were my only reason to breath, I gave you every fibe of my being. The last shard of my shattered heart, I gave to you to mend and you did nothing but step on it. The festering hate and the boiling rage, a broken mind that is sick. It's all returning like before. I don't want to live this way. What's to stop me from putting the bullet in my head now? I hope he makes you happy, but now I have to think. I have to come up with a reason not to use the bullet and right now? I have nothing. I hope your happy, because if I go to hell. I have no doubt I'll see you there soon!!

Broken
Broken-shes far from perfecti'm far from purebut i dont like bein far from herwhen life gets anxious,she calms my nervesand in returni try to show her all shes worthi been beaten so muchits hard to gowanna appear unscathedwhen it scars your soulyour views they start to changeyou don't feel the samebut she canfeel my pain, in fact it feels the samebut still its,hard to trust, its hard to fall in lovebut still i see your real beauty behind all the rustits how she, lights up when the stars don't shinefindin someone on my levels been hard to findwe don't take no shit, so we argue at timesour relationships always been hard to defineeven though i never had a problem callin her mineshe knows i'll never have the time to give her all of my timeasked her "why me?" and she said cuz you youtook a deep pull and inhaled my new'i took a long look and i think its truehad me shook but right then i think i knewfrom what i see, i can tell she, she got her guards upso i reassure her that pain, i aint

Broken Dreams
Drowning in a darknessOf deep despairBelieving the lies I hearAnd seeing truths not thereSee the rays of sunlightThey shine upon your scarsReaching for that broken smileAmong the hidden starsHearing the tear dropsFalling from your eyesBelieve my hidden secretsAnd tell my stolen liesBring me to the surfaceGive me air to breatheLet me see the sorrowUpon my broken dreams

Broken Me...
WTF you may ask?! Keep in mind this is the condensed soup version of what happened to me in 2004-2010. Yes its long and yes there are technical terms. Get lost or confused ask. I was a nurse before I got sick. I tend to forget that not everyone knows what the fuck I'm talking about. March 2004 I became deathly ill. I had what "they" thought to be a chronic migraine. Turns out that would be the easy way out. But for those of you who know me, know I can't take the easy way out of anything... I was put in the hospital and "they" started running tests. Every fucking test known to man was ran on me. I was diagnosed with Pseudo Tumor Cerebri (PTC). In short my brain thinks its has a brain tumor. It doesn't, but trying to convince that tainted thing of that isn't possible. My brain over produces Cerebral Spinal Fluid (CSF) and crushes itself. So I was put into a medically induced coma for nearly 2 weeks. "They" tried drug therapy to help me. Guess

Broken Hearted Played On The Fools Play Ground
Iam sitting here crying from the fool they tell you they love you just to use you when they need bids my heart is torn apart into millions of peices actuallty thought you were the one my knight in shinning armour just to find out i was playing on the fools playground iam so tired i stayed up for you until wee mdnight hours when i woke this moorning you were the one i thought of wit a smile on my face but a frown now tears are falling from my eyes my heart hurts but i guess thats why they say never play on the fools playground will i ever learn love ya smack as i thoughht u did me

~broken Hearted In The Shadows~
As I sit here looking back on my life in the shadows. Trying to find that thread that cause my life to spiral into an abyss of nothingness. The loneliness escapes aching deep into my soul. No children for me ever. No romance or mate around. How do I pick up my life & continue to go on & make something of it? Especially when I feel that this life should end & the next should begin. One that is better without pain, struggle, misery, loneliness. I wonder what good am I with all this love I have in my heart? I have friends, family, extended family & then some. Yet when the day is done, I am ALONE & aching in the SHADOWS. © Copyright 2010 ~Irish Celestial~ (UN: celestialone at Writing.Com). All rights reserved. ~Irish Celestial~ has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.

A Broken Soul
A Broken SoulWhen all light is darkand sky is grey,I fear you'll wishme not to stay,Rip from my chesta heart so torn,Beat from my breasta soul thats worn.Some endless nightsdark clouds, no moon.Deep unknown pitswhich bear my doom.That scared darknesscontrolled by pain,disquised by hateunknown by name.A secret blanketwhich holds me tight,no longer feels whats

Broken Glass
She walks the streets with barefeet and broken glass, someone stole her shoes. Her past has becomes her present haunting. She is strong even when she feels so weak. Who is this girl she sees in the reflection of a thousand lies? Her heart beats fast, pounds hard of pure love that no one wants. Whats wrong here? What does she do wrong? All she wanted was someone to care for, to love with all her heart and more. She will walk on this broken glass till someone give her new shoes to keep her from feeling the pain she felt everyday. Her heart will be everlasting filled with pure love that someday someone will take and cherish. Till then, she will be strong.

Broken Promises And Shattered Dreams
Broken Promises And Shattered Dreams I'm afraid to love again and I'll tell you why, everyone I ever fell for, soon would make me cry. With Broken Promises and Shattered Dreams, you left me down and out, Battered and Bruised the longer I stayed the more you abused. Blinded by love I was unable to see, you never really cared about what you were doing to me. With Broken Promises and Shattered Dreams,

Broken
Sometimes I really don't understand why life is how it is. Why do bad things happen to good people? Im sitting here, and I am completely broken. I lost my grandmother today. I have been awake for two days, and stayed by her bedside and sang to her, and rubbed her feet, and told her how beautiful she truly is. I can still hear the raspy breathing in my head. It won't stop. The struggling for air, the coughing. It brought back so many memories of losing my mom. My grandmother was the glue to hold my family together, and now that she is gone, they are fighting already, and saying such hurtful things to eachother. I have had to be SO strong for everyone in my family. Even when I was awake in the middle of the night, wishing things would change, I couldn't break down. I had to be in control for them. I had to make one of the most difficult phone calls in my life today. I had to call and tell my father that his mother died before he had a chance to say goodbye. Hearing my d

Broken Smile
Here's another one. This one is so meant to be a country song lol Broken Smile She came out of nowhereFrom a dark, dead-end streetYou could tell she’d been cryingFrom the mascara on her cheekI said, Girl why are you out here?Wandering the streets alone?It’s getting late darlin’Why don’t you go on home?She looked at my shylyAnd shivered from the coldAnd said Lady don’t you know?I’ve got no place to go. /ChorusWell she looked like an angelThat fell from the skyWith broken wings, afraid to flyWith no words but goodbyeShe looked like an angelSo empty insideTrying to force a broken smileBut it’s been denied She seemed to be wearyOf the sounds all aroundSending shivers up her spineShe’s got no place to go nowI looked at her with sympathyIn her eyes, I could see the painAnd said Girl, don’t you got friends to go to,To get out of this rain?She looked at my shylyAnd shivered from the coldAnd said Lady don’t you know?I’ve got

Brokencyde-you Krazee Mofo Biatches....lmao...they Said They Were Gonna...lol..when You Come Back Thru Holla At Me
I Am Putting their Song On Top Today....But if You have Never Heard of BrokeNcyde then You May be Living a Boring Life hahaah...jk..But Yes I have Been Friends witht them past 2 years,and Believe it or Not Most of their Fame has Came from Youtube...And they have a New Cd Out....But its Gonna be a Style You Love or Totally Hate But anyways Song On My Player called 40 oz...And Also Look them Up on Youtube Video 40 oz and You will Catch First Hand How Whack they Are...But anyways I Truly Cant Wait til I Put My Songs On here...And I Can then Share them With You...Is Blessed and I Have My Own Syle as Well You def will be able to tell I Like all Styles...Thanks for Stopping By Erbody have a Great Weekend Yo!!!!!!!! And Remember That Dayum Bobby lmao

Broken
Paths joined become broken,When one is untrue.Our paths now lay torn,From the lies that came from you. Your eyes forever deceiving,So captured me in thier spell.Have frozen my heart deeply,Beyond what my words can tell. Your deciete and pain,Will hurt me nevermore.Your heartless ways stopped by my walls,Now stronger than ever before. My heart soon will fly once more,Forgetting these days of you.And join my path with another,Another who's love is true.

Broken Angel
A sparkling darkness, Consuming the light, Love is the fire, That swallows the night. A broken angel, Before my eyes, She forges the chains, That she wears with pride, Bound by a promise, And gravity's lies, Bright as the morning, The light in her eyes. Love is the answer, Love is the key, Love is the reason, Between you and me... Past are the memories, That cut to the bone, Scars on our hearts, That prove we're not stone. Wounded and weary, Dying of thirst, One drink of your morning, An end to my curse. Your sparkling darkness, Consuming the light, Your Love the fire, That swallows the night, Love is the answer, Love is the key, Love is the reason, Between you and me. Bright as the morning, The light in your eyes, Your love, the fire, That swallows the night, I found an angel, She'd broken her wing, As soon as she heals, I know she will leave, So I lead with my heart, All hope is belief, Love is the answer, Love is the key, Love is the reason , Between you and me, A broken an

Broken
I wanted you to know, that I love the way you laugh I want to hold you high, and steal your pain, away I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well I want to hold you high, and steal your pain Because I'm broken, when I'm lonesome I don't feel right when you're gone away You've gone away, you don't feel me here, anymore The worst is over now, and we can breathe again I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain, away There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight I wanna hold you high, and steal your pain Because I'm broken, when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough Because I'm broken, when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away Because I'm broken, when I'm open And I don't feel like I am strong enough Because I'm broken, when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone away Because I'm broken, when I'm lonesome And I don't feel right when you're gone... You've gone away, you don't feel me here, an

Broken Angel
I'M FAR BEYOND AN ANGEL. LONG GONE IS MY YOUTHFUL INNOCENCE, THE GLEAM IN MY EYES. NO MORE DO I BELIEVE IN WISHES OR FAIRYTALES. DREAMS OF DANCING FOR ALVIN AILEY, WRITING FOR ROLLING STONE, SEEING THE COSTA RICAN RAIN FOREST. SELF IN CLOSED IN A PIT OF DARKNESS AT THE BOTTOM STRAINING TO SEE THE LIGHT. THE ULTIMATE OPTIMIST HAS GROWN WEARY & TIRED. OVER BUBBLY & TOO TRUSTING, EMERGES FROM BELOW, THE BROKEN ANGEL. NOW A WOUNDED SOUL LOOKING FOR SOLACE AND REFUGE. FORGING THROUGH THE DOUBT OF THOSE CLOSER THAN MOST. EVEN BELIEVING ALONG THE WAY WHATS TOLD IS INDEED TRUE... FALLING ON BARE KNEES STILL BRUISED, RISES THE BROKEN ANGEL SHAKING, TREMBLING, CRYING

Broken Pieces
a heart beats inside that a certain person tries to find...but nothing is there....nothing but broken pieces and scars are left to share....how can you tell if something is real we all need something to lean against....don't bother attaching the pieces....they will be back together one day

The Broken Heart William Barnes
News o' grief had overteakenDark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken;There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven,While vrom zide to zide, wi' grieven,Vell her head, wi' tears a-creepenDown her cheaks, in bitter weepen.There wer still the ribbon-bowShe tied avore her hour ov woe,An' there wer still the hans that tied itHangen white,Or wringen tight,In ceare that drowned all ceare bezide it.When a man, wi' heartless slighten,Mid become a maiden's blighten,He mid cearelessly vorseake her,But must answer to her Meaker;He mid slight, wi' selfish blindness,All her deeds o' loven-kindness,God wull waigh 'em wi' the slightenThat mid be her love's requiten;He do look on each deceiver,He do knowWhat weight o' woeDo break the heart ov ev'ry griever.

Broken Record--x
She looks at herself in the mirrorNot really understanding what she see'sA tough outer shell&screaming insidesCan you see the tragedy unfolding in her eyes of-The story she's kept hidden from viewSome days she doesn't leave the comfort of her bedroom sheetsNeeding that secure feelingThe roller coaster of emotions, will it ever end?Seconds turn to minutes, minutes to hoursHours to days, days to weeks, weeks to monthsMonths..... to years-You go on because you can-But you never forgetThe tragedy becomes a part of youMolded&scarred into you foreverThat faint damaged glimmer in your tear ductsThat always promising lump in your throatThe story replays in your mind like a broken recordSuch an unforgiving anecdoteHands tremble & words stutterBut with time just remember to[Breath.In] It gets be

Broken Heart
My heart is heavy, my heart is broke. It takes your breath, and it makes you choke. The pain will take you to a dark place and eat you alive. Loving someone will only get your heart broken. The tears will roll and you will ache. Love is a lie, love is untrue. It will eat you alive and leave you blue. I look into your eyes and see the real you, and it makes me wonder why you do the tings you do. People come and people go but my love will always show. You took my heart and broke it in two. Why oh why do you treat me this way. You pick up my heart and you throw it away. Alone in the dark, with just my thoughts. Crying because of the loneliness and pain. What went wrong I will never know, I'll just pick up the pieces and go. Welcome to the dark and wrap myself in it. Stay in the dark, live in the dark. Never to love again.

Brokenheart
“Yes I love him. I love him more than anything else in this world and there is nothing that I would like better than to hold on to him forever. But I know it's not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I've got to let him go so he can know just how much I love him. Maybe if I'm lucky, he'll come back, but if not, I can make it through this.”

Broken
Broken shattered into pieces tears fall My soul aches Pain pounding nerves on edge I scream to feelLost alone drowning in fear my comfort gone taken away scared defeated tired to fight safety a lost memory Here i stand broken alone hurting and afraid to feel

Broken Hart
HOW DO YOU HILL A BROKEN HART? USED TO TALK TO THIS BOY NOTIC I SAID BOY AND NOT A MAN WHENI WAS YOUNG! WE LOST EACJH OTHER FOR ABOUT TEN YEARS AND HERE RESENTLY HE FOUND ME A AND COFESSED HIS LOVE FOR ME AND TALK ME HOW STUPID HE WAS FOR EVER LEAVING ME A LONE! I FELL FOR IT AND IT FELT GOOD! NOW HE WONT RETURN ANY OF MY CALLS AND STOPED TALKING TO ME! WELL NEEDLESS TO SAY I GOT MY HART HURT AND STILL MISS HIM! I KNOW I NEED TO MOVE ON AND SOON I WILL FIND SOME ONE WHO LOVED ME AS MUCH AS HE DIID! SO WHY DO MEN PLAY LITTLE CHILD GAMED WITH GRONE WOMEN ? I WAS TEN YEARS OLDER THAN HIM! I THIK THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN THE PLOBLEM! NOW WAHT TO DO! WITH A BROKEN HART ?

Broken Hearts
My husband and I are very broken hearted. Our son Malakai was born way to early. I was 5 and a half months pregnent with him. On July 8, 2011 I went into labor and gave birth. Today July 10, 2011 we are going to go make funeral arrangments. This is very hard for us Malakai was our first. I don't know what else to say except... Malakai Mommy and Daddy Loves You Very Much!

Broken Hearts
BROKEN HEARTS A wise woman once told that there are only 2 kinds of Hearts. Broken or Boxed. If I box my heart you can’t break it. But if I box my heart, I am surviving, not living. I won’t live a really full, juicy life if I keep my heart boxed. So I will take my heart out and live joyfully, and have it broken, and get over heartbreaks instead of trying to avoid them

Broke! 10 Facts About The Financial Condition Of American Families That Will Blow Your Mind July 26, 2011 (repost)
By Michael Snyder - BLN Contributing WriterThe crumbling U.S. economy is putting an extraordinary amount of financial stress on American families. For many Americans, "flat broke" has become a permanent condition. Today, over half of all American families live paycheck to paycheck. Unemployment is rampant and those that do actually have jobs are finding that their wages are rising much more slowly than prices are. The financial condition of average American families continues to decline and this is showing up in all of the recent surveys. For example, according to a new Gallup poll, "lack of money/low wages" is the number one financial concern for American families. To make ends meet, many American families are going into even more debt and more American families than ever are turning to government assistance. Right now, more Americans than at any other point since World War II are flat broke and have lost hope. Until this changes, the frustration level in this co

Broked.
Mar. 22nd, 2005 | 03:37 am She was brokenA porcilan dollcarelessly tossed aroundShattered into a million peicesmany had gotten cut by her sharp edgesno one could get close enough to mend her back togetherit mattered notfor even if the peices did fit together againshe would always be crackedshe would never be what she was.

Broken Heart
Love is never lost.If not reciprocated, it will flow backand soften and purify the heart. At least be there to wipe away my tears if you're going to make me cry. You can fall in love in an instant. It's letting go that takes time. Even when I pour my heart out to you,I'm not sure it shows,that I love you more than you'll ever know. How do you heal a broken heart? I have no idea where to start because everything I do reminds me of you When you love him - truly love him, how are you supposed to get over him? I've tried everything possible ... but I just can't. Isn't that what true love is?

Broken
Today I sit...reflecting on my past...wondering if I had taken a different path how different my life could possibly me. I sit and reflect on the present...the present is filled with so many emotions,some happy,joyful and Breezy and yet others are dark and despairing... Then I think of the future...what does the future hold? You really never know the emotion and pain that is sometimes hiding behind a smile.Life is so short..live it to the fullest! Laugh till you cry and Love like there is no tomorrow! ~me...just rambling~

Broken
As I slowly watch the pieces of me drift way I realize I am broken and falling apart not know if and when I will ever be whole again. Is it meant to be that all I ever will find are just the scattered remains to put me back together to what I was once or will it always be broken? I sit and listen to the small remaining sound of what is left of my heart listening to it fade away slowly into the distance not knowing if it will ever return also. I sit and try to remember the feeling from when I was whole, and all I feel is the numbing of my heart, as it builds a wall so high that I cant see over it or around it, a wall that is so thick and strong I may never break through.

Broken
My heart is broken. Trust me, thats not just an expression, I felt it, every single piece breaking from the whole. I still love her. Its true, that first love, its true love, dont you ever let it go. Fight for it, even if it seems pointless. Ill never give up. Jessica, I love you, and always will. Until dying days come. And even in death, forever urs.I so need her. God help me.I will love her forever and not a day less...Jessica doesnt wanna look at me anymore. Ive fought all my family and friends blindly for her.How is it possible that my heart beats for her, and hers beats against me?How is it possible that I still remember and she doesnt even care?Memory on Jessica is slowly faddeing tho, but remains long enough to hurt. I wish it all could go away. Or just me I'll be the one to leave. http://youtu.be/rFcDhj-E3po

Broken
~BROKEN~ The hurt, pain, the darkness has taken me for it's my safe home My heart & soul shattered into millions of pieces as it falls all around me The tears streaming down my face as my heart closes the doors My feelings, emotions all turned bitter & cold within me The thoughts running through my mind, bring such sadness & tears to my eyes Turn out the lights, blow out the candles, turn off the tv, for I don't want to be seen no more For there was once this thing called love, that bought such light & happiness in my life A love that vanished right before my eyes, slipped right through my fingers I hold my head in my hands trying to understand, why? Lost, confused, unsure, shattered, dead inside, Oh how, I hate how I'm feeling

Broken
the dreams the anger the passion and the shadow of death all intertwined in one broken corpse it walks around looking the same as it always has but on the inside theres nothing left all it does is keep walking from dawn to dusk go ahead look into its eyes but bewarned you look into the eyes of the broken you might not come back reality is all just an illusion a trick of the mind for those of you have seen into the eyes of the broken unscathed the world looks different the reality that was is gone all that is left to you are the broken ones and debris of the ancient civilization that used to be fires burning trees are as burnt and broken as everything else animals walk the this reality as rotten flesh muscles twitching in plain sight what would you do ????

Broken!
I HAD to rewrite this....I am NOT broken...in-order to be broken..you have to allow that first....I KNOW who and what I am....I will NEVER allow the cruel and mean actions of ANYONE to enable me to break....I AM the light..and I will shine just to piss the darkness off....I WON'T stoop the someone else's level in-order to get my point across...me living a happy and successful life...is my payback....I AM the strong one...and regardless of your words or actions....I will NOT allow it to weaken me again.....I do have AMAZING friends here...and people who REALLY care about me....and dismissing them because of the actions of one person is selfish..and not me at all....I DON'T have to hurt other people in-order to make myself feel better....I am here to HELP people...tearing people down..hurting them...that's not my thing....and anyone who feels they have to do things like that...well..maybe they should look a little deeper within themselves to find their happiness....I will keep moving...I

Broken!
You tred deeply on my heart , ran silently through the night left a deep deep scar never healed just left to bleed covered in concrete, rubble & dust like a throw away takeaway wrapped in polystyrene foil discarded in a cheap parking lot dirty footprintleft in an empty elevator enclosed with steel & glass splinters in the floor moss covered walls his soul is depleted just a ghost in a frail shell a broken egg fragile & cold seeping slowly through every little crack

Broken Hearts
a broken heart is the worse wound a person can have. stab me and i'll heal shoot me and i'll heal or break my bones and they will mend but break my heart and a piece of me goes away forever.I just don't know how many pieces i have left to lose.

Broken And Used
Broken and used.... I have trusted and been abused. Kindness and love I showed and all I asked was for honesty and love in return. I am broken, how to trust again......... Friend? What you are doing is not a friend but Foe. Shank me in the back twist the knife in deep. Keep me remembering the pain, the lies of love and how they cut and ever so deep. Your family wins you sit there with a grin, I played the fool and with just cause. Playing games that need not be played if you did not want me all you had to do is say. I am use to open rejection, flat out no's but this dealy game you have played with my heart for now I am bitter this day. Did you have fun with this sport? Where you amused to find all my suffering the highlight of your days. What the hell did I do to bring the darkness out of you. All the days you were ill, the heart attack you were to of had, were they true? Did I waste prayers and energies on helping the healing process on you? What the hell did I do to cau

Broken Heart
I waited for you I waited so longThought you'd be back Can't take anymore I waited for you I waited so long Trust your words you say All the lies I can't take no more..How can you break my heart once again. I waited and I'm still left here with a broken heart. I guess my heart meant nothing to you. I was just another heart to break.

Broken Twisted Forevermore
Voices confuse my eagr mind and some are rarely kind. I still remember the words spoken for the first time I was Broken. I dwell so much, I live in my hell. I have fallen down that darkened well. To hear and be stained, emotionaly drained with no meaning you do it again. Up for days, no sleep my mind does race, to skinny the stress is on my face. Live the loss of winners with no throphies to bare. Split Personalities crash when connected, who would have thought we would be rejected. Lost and alone, but you still have your throne, but yet you feel like the dog who was tossed a bone. Come when your called even sit on command, so when is the time You'll take a stand if the power is taken right from you own hand. Written By: Crystal Ann Levesque November 2nd 2005

Broken Heart
Look'how badly i made this broken heartIf your heart is brokenTell me I'll mend it for youBut if my heart is brokenI doubt i will ever be a mended oneBecause you've broken it to the tiniest piecesI don't even know if all parts are presentI guess one parcel of myself is not hereI think it's gone with you...

Broken
I cannot fly away, to hide my shame, I must bare the blame. Like a butterfly blinded and wings made heavy by rain I must rest or I will surely be carried away. I love and never easily though always strongly. Seems always wrongly, never to be returned. Always to be used and taken for granted, never seen for the true beauty that blossoms. My heart aches for the mistake have made, trusting once again only to be made a fool. Sinking into a dark place, caging heart, must keep it safe. Like a wolf hurt and lost I howl to the wind, my soul is lost. Anger and pain I tried to heal, but turned from you did and took with you that which cannot be

Broken Hearted
BROKEN HEARTED I LOVED YOUI LOST YOUI LOVE YOU STILLI'VE LOVED YOU TO THIS DAY AND FOREVER WILL...YOU TOLD MEYOU LOVED MENOW HOW DO YOU FEEL...WAS THE LOVE THAT WE SHARED EVEN FOR REALI HAD YOUYOU HAD MEWE VOWED IT WOULD BEUNTIL THE END OF ETERNITYTHEN AS QUICK AS LOVE ENTEREDIT HAD DEPARTEDAND I WAS LEFT HERE ABANDONEDAND BROKEN HEARTED.....

Broken Arrow
What do you do when you're stuck, Because the one that you love, Has pushed you away, And you can't deal with the pain? And now you're trying to fix me, Mend what he did, I'll find the piece that i'm missing, But I still miss her, I miss her, i'm missing her, Oh I miss her, I miss her i'm missing her And you're sitting in the front row, Wanna be first in line, Waiting by my window, Giving me all your time, You could be my hero, If only I could let go, But her love is still in me, Like a broken arrow. She's the thorn in my flesh That I can't take out She's stealing my breath When you're around, And now you're trying to convince me, She wasn't worth it, But you can't complete me, She's the part that is missing, I miss her, I'm missing her, Oh I miss her I miss her, i'm missing her, And you're sitting in the front row, Wanna be first in line, Waiting by my window, Giving me all your time, You could be my hero, If only I could let go, But her love is still in me, Like a broken arrow. Like

Broken...
When you look into my eyes you see a strength I do not see, When you need a shoulder to cry on I'm there for you that's just me. When my world is crashing down I brighten yours with a smile, When you really need me there as a friend I'll go that extra mile. I'm not much of one to complain or hold a grudge, I just wish sometimes people would be there to give me that nudge. Sometimes I wish I had those arms to hold me tight, Those lips to whisper everything will be alright. I have fought this battle deep inside me for so long, Always looking for somewhere to belong. I have been walked on, used and left all alone, I shouldn’t be going through this I’m grown. There's so many night's I lay here scared to fall asleep, All the evil and hurt comes to me in my dreams. I try to block out the bad and hope for the good, But for me in this world I'm so misunderstood. So many people pass judgment o

Broken Love
I sit and cry, All alone Wondering why, I don't belong When we first hook up, We couldn't keep our hands of each other Now it's like all we do is Fight and argue, And say hurtful things, We regret later. Why do we hurt each other so much, If we're suppose to be in love? Why do we get so upset and angry, To the point of exchanging hurtful Words that we say out of anger, They could teopardixe the relationship completely It's like we totally forget how to ve in Love and act respectful Instead we're rede, hateful, And just ungrateful

Broken
Sometimes I wonder, Am I broken? Because this pain Throbbing and dull And never ever ending Pulses through me constantly And the thought of missing you Crushes the breath out of me All I want, All I ever wanted, Was a chance to tell you How much I love you Say goodbye Hold your hand Kiss you one more time. And I ache Cause I feel your loss Just like i did So many years ago. Wish it would just end. Rest in peace Darling mother of mine! Know that you are cherished And loved, and missed beyond compare.

Broken
This morning I'm at a loss for words. The best person in my life has passed away and I don't know how to deal with it. I've lost so much this year and to be a little dramatic I welcome whatever the supposed end of the world has. i'm so angry that she is gone and that my children will never know how she loved them. My depression is at an all time high. Words can not express what I feel. I only hope to be reunited with her again. Grandma I love you so much.

Broken Heart
Broken Heart Tuesday, speaks, another bedtime story!In that moment, of, swift breezes,that try's to escapes, into, swift, peaceful, glory.The method of madness, is soft and sweet.I can't, help my self, in trying, to compete The mambo-jumbo, right through, the looking glassIt,will spank, the shooting, star, as, it starts, passGiant steps, will, see through, the constellations of catwalks.This too, will start, to quietly, talk Forward, but shy emotions, will, get, a wake up, call, in silk, sofy, pillow talk, sails!Those, three words, will, find a way, to tell a lovely, tale.In that mood, is, a kaleidoscope, that is being sincere, in true love!The moonlight travels slowly from above Her smile, will light, my way!With her, is a place, that, I will want to stay!Tender, is the thought, that, is slipping, to where, I will go!The Bermuda nights, are floating, into, it's all-good, and that, is, what I know! I need, some more glue, so, I can mend, my, "Broken Heart"!

The Broken Ones
She waits for the bus, cold and alone. While standing in front of her, falling down home. She sits in the front seat, alone every day. While being taunted by, the cruel words they would say. Her clothes are too small, stained and old. The teachers allowed this torture, not a word was told. Would someone have said something, if they had only known? What she was really going through, what was never shown. The truth was revealed beside her body, in a note. The one that told her tale, by the words she had wrote. She named them off, one by one. The kids who picked on her, for so long. Along with the teachers, who let it be so. She wrote there is something about me, I think you should know. Follow the path, on the map below. Do not read beyond the map, until you get to the site. That’s when you can read, the story of my life. A field trip they called it, following the map well. The destination landed them, inside this little girl’s Hell. Unde

Broken Collarbone
Each week, The Reporters put their thumbs out to the good and the bad in the world of sports. Aldon Smith Black Jersey . This week, they discuss the marriage of Hope Solo, the soccer goal heard round the world, the American League MVP award, and the NFL game experience in Buffalo. Bruce Arthur, National Post: My thumb is down to Hope Solo, the magazine-cover-friendly goalkeeper for the U.S. womens soccer team, who married former NFL tight end Jerramy Stevens this week. Its hard to judge whats in someones heart, but its not as hard to judge Stevens, whose football ability has led to a free ride that nonetheless includes assault convictions, DUIs, and rape charges that were settled in civil court. He was arrested, and released, on charges of assaulting Solo the night before their wedding. Its up to you who you marry, but Solo is a hero in the eyes of so many young women, and this - this is just sad. And now, if your daughter asks about her, all you can say is this: athletes arent role mo

Broken Dreams
I love you more than life itself But I'm afraid to love. My heart is like the fragile wings Of a tiny little dove.I'm scared to get too close. I feel that I can't win. You'll love me for a little while Then you'll set me free again.I've lived so long on hopes and dreams I don't know what to do. I don't think I can trust my heart, For it belongs to you.

Broken
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonightMaybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my timeI am here still waiting though i still have my doubtsI am damaged at best, like you've already figured outI'm falling apart, I'm barely breathingWith a broken heart that's still beatingIn the pain, there is healingIn your name I find meaningSo I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' onI'm barely holdin' on to youThe broken locks were a warning you got inside my headI tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book insteadI still see your reflection inside of my eyesThat are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for lifeI'm falling apart, I'm barely breathingwith a broken heart that's still beatingIn the pain (in the pain), is there healingIn your name (in your name) I find meaningSo I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')I'm barely holdin' on to youI'm hangin' on another dayJust to see what you throw my w

Broke The Curse When
Five thoughts from Day Seven at EURO 2012: 1. John Abraham Jersey . Pirlo is crucial to Italys success Aside from scoring a wonderful free kick, Italys Andrea Pirlo was at the heart of everything they did going forward against Croatia. His influence on the Italian team will play a key role in determining how far they go in the tournament. Croatian head coach Slaven Bilic clearly understood that stopping Pirlo was important for his teams chances of success against Italy, as Mario Mandzukic was asked to drop into midfield to pick up Pirlo in the first half. The Republic of Ireland will do well to take that into consideration before taking on the Italians on Monday. 2. Early goals have ruined Irelands chances The Republic of Ireland has played two games at Euro 2012, losing to both Croatia and Spain. While most expected the Irish to finish at the bottom of Group C, conceding goals early has made success an uphill struggle. In fact, Ireland conceded goals within the opening four minutes of

Broken Windows
Broken windows as the sun shines on her broken pain.. tells a story sun shines plays a tune of love.. broken windows on the brown ground shines like snow... broken windows tell a story of love, broken windows hang on her wall tell a story, sun shines play a tune of love.. broken windows and the brown ground shines like snow...broken windows tell a story of love life boys in a car sex drugs drive in movies kissing on your first date lost love broken windows... lies fucking hate let down.. love war. Broken windows... bY LoVe GiRL... "Walking on broken widows"

Broken Hearted - Clapton
When the wind blows down this hard,Many a bond is broken.See the water lie on the groundFrom where the heavens opened.Lord, how will you get through this nightWith your dreams departed? And who alone will comfort you? Only the broken hearted.So youve gone beyond your means,Every wound is open,Your best laid plans are out of reach,And all your fears unspoken.ChorusSweet revenge is spoken then;In the twilight it is gone.To living lies with no escape,Lord, I would rather be alone.I press my fingers to the woodTo tell you of my dreaming,To sing you songs from olden times,To keep the love light gleaming.Cause there's a place where we can go,Where we will not be parted.And who alone will enter there? Only the broken hearted.Only the broken, broken hearted.Only the broken, broken hearted.Only the broken, broken hearted.Only the broken, broken hearted.

Broken Dreams
I love you more then life itself But i'm afraid to love my heart is like the fragile wings of a tiny little dove I am scared to get too close I feel that i can't win You'll love me for little while Then you'll set me free again I've lived so long on hopes and dreams I don't know what to do I don't think i am trust my heart, For it beling to you I know you'll only hurt me yet, i'll still keep running back Between the path of our hearts There's a worn and beathen track You've got my heart held on a string It's breaking right in two Enough belongs to me to hurt The rest belongs to you I know that somewhere in your heart There is a place for me I just don't know how to find it And there's no way to make you see I can only hope that someday You'll wake up and you'll find, That while my heart belongs to you'res, You'res too, belongs to mine

Broken Heart
The day is done. I cannot sleep tonight. I couldn't even look her in the eyes today. It was extremely hard to fake this attitude that life was peachy in front of JD's teachers. I was able to get through it, extremely hurt and I feel more broken than I did yesterday. I have already lost that memory of that dream; nor can I remember the feeling that came with it. How long will this last? I know time will heal all wounds.. But I'm so tired of feeling useless. Because that's honestly how I feel. I tried three times to fix my marriage and each time I failed until I finally gave up. I couldn't please her nor could I make her happy. I know I cannot make someone happy, but I feel like a failure because of it. I feel washed up and broken; damaged goods.

Broken Heart
You asked me how my parents would feel if I dated you since you are younger than me. I told you they wouldn't care because they want me to be happy. I thought about it long, and hard before I asked you to be my girlfriend. You rejected me because you just got out of a relationship. I told you I understand, and when I said those words my heart started breaking. I cried to myself, but still tried to maintain a calm exterior. Then because of my sorrow I was not there for a friend that needed me. I broke down in tears thinking I lost her too, and my heart started cracking. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore because my heart was shattering into pieces. You realized then that I was not a player, but a person with real feelings for others. You talked to me to help me to cheer up, and you talked to my friend also. My heart is still broken for you because I still love you. All I have left is my tears, and the pieces of my broken heart to give to you. I don't know if my heart wi

Broken Family Or Not
I dont really know what to think or how to feel about anything thats going on at the momment. My wife that i do love up and disapears on me with the kids and files a order of protection for abuse. I have never abused my wife i love her way to much to do so but according to what she put down it was forced sex phsycaly threatined her made her feel traped called her names fought with her in front of the kids and even accused me of fully falling asleep to where my 3 yr old got ahold of the knives n cut himself. I have never called my wife names always told her stop acting like a bitch or immature the fights were always started by her by accusing me of something never threatned her and deff never forced sex on her if i was told no i waited till the next day i mean hey who doesnt wanna be able to be intimet with there spouse. The falling asleep n my son cutting him self hmm i was tired from working hard and being on meds that make u sleepy but never fell asleep never saw a cut or blood ever

The Broken
Never truer words were ever spoken,Then that from the heart that was broken.The hurt and the pain, may always linger,Seeping through the brain like a splinter.Sometimes he knows the wrongs done,Would give the world to undo the wrong.Nothing stings more bitterly, and completely,Then not saying the words destined for she.In mine I felt them and never spoke them,and for this she was left scarred and broken.To go back in time and tell her from the start,That my little one, had captured my heart.

Broken
the dark is everywere the light is no longer around my heart is cold my body is lifeless my heart aches for the light my body needs the warmth of the light all around me is cold and dark i live in darkness anymore no light no feelings no heart it is dead and cold need to find warmth and light to be whole again

Broken Romantic
Holding my breath,As if it were my last,Because with every breath I take,I lose a bit more of you.And I’m not ready to lose you.A vision of perfection,Held dear in my heart.Your voice still echoes in my sleep,I can’t take it anymore,Just take this gun and end it all.I watched your promises,All fall apart.I heard your lies but I still believed.I thought I loved you,But I was wrong,You tore my heart in two.For our past,I blame myself.I’m still shedding the tears,Meant for you.Your love for me was a lie. (A lie I believed)Your embrace does not phase me anymore.Your kiss is no longer my security. Throwing the memories away,Say goodbye to who we used to be.I’m letting go.I watched your promises,All fall apart.I heard your lies but I still believed.I thought I loved you,But I was wrong,You tore my heart in two.I’m a broken romantic,But I’m letting go.

Broken
After the second black eye, U dont get a third try, Eye, eye, eye,,,,, I am broken. i have been broken by you. ,! My heart and my head have been splattered in red, Silhouetted with rumors of him, broken you in my bed..! Broken, i should have broken your neck instead. I should have juiced him up till he bled, And carved up the memories of flesh and feed your coed bones to the dead. But No, ! I am one of the always broken, nice guys However, just Take your shattered broken eyes, take your black hearted soul and broken lies. And shove them up your see you later, broken alibies, I am Broken, My sunshine is broken,your future happiness is too. ,! I am happily,,,,finally ,,, now broken from you..!! Sent from my iPad

Broken Soul
Broken Soul As the tears stream down my face knowing no one will ever take your place my heart breaks for the ones who know my pain cuz this pain hurts like hell, and they will never be the same your child is not suppose to die before you They were suppose to to grow old, and had many things left to do loosing a child is the worst pain you could ever feel so you wake up every morning..hoping it was a bad dream, that it wasn't real but then reality comes crashing in and then all the tears start flooding your face again sometimes you cry so hard you just can't breathe screaming at God "why did you do this to me?" as we look in that coffin and stare upon their face we wished God would swap our place i don't think i will ever heal from this Living my life with such remiss

Broken Down
After my drinking spree last night. Two bottles of bacardi and shots of rum. I was sitting on the sofa talking to my cousins older son and just broke down in front of him and told him what was on my mind. Like why i was depressed before and such. I cried a lot. Then he went to bed. I went to the bathroom and then felt sick near the sofa. Good thing they left me a bucket. Cause i threw up a lot and then passed out on the floor.

Broken Laugh
A broken laugh a broken laugh an unhinged believer a tale uve never heard… a sigh a scream agony no light such pain reality this is what life is, u know a broken record frozen… slow an endless cycle of loss and hate but this ive realized much too late I once had hope Ionce did trust no longer is that true my age, its strangeI feel so old my name, its unfitting im not myself why? isnt that always the question why is there no end, no peace w hy does this agony never cease? and yet… i know of love Iknow of freedom it feels faraway, sometimes but there is a reason for this suffering Is there??

Broken
Broken Lost Fleeting Mourning Never knowing Never feeling Never appering Never arriving Always still Always suffocating Always drowing Never living Never forward Never back Never moving Sanding still Dreams fading Crashing Withering Falling Gone within Left without Whriling

Broken Branch
What I have stumbled upon, is the possibility of forgiveness beyond forget. Is this something I must do, to make it through all this regret? Forgetting is not an option, it’s been imprinted in my mind. Visions that haunt me to this day, after thirteen years of time. Help me forgive you Mom, Dad I need yours too. Please paint me a picture, of what I’m supposed to do. I find it difficult to look at you, without remembering the days. When I got down on bruised knees, closed my swollen eyes, and cried through countless prays. Lord please help me I plead, as the blood dripped from my hands. Begging him to stop the time, to end the falling of the sand. To deliver me back to you, so I could find out why. You disowned your flesh and blood, and your love was in short supply. Today I stand before you, pondering the possibility to forgive. For regardless of what you chose to do, the life I was forced to live. The combination of your blood, also run

Broken Promises(element Eighty)
BROKEN PROMISES: The day you left methere was a feeling I have never shownThe day you told methere were the words that I have never knownAnd now it's overSo what's left that I should ever feelcause since the day you left me I have been so aloneAnd now we're left with broken promisesmy heart can't take no moreand now we're left with broken promisesmy mind has had enoughDeep inside methere are things that I have never toldthey burn inside meand now I need to knowWhy are you trying to take everything away from mewell I'm begging youI'm here with nothing left to showcause since the day you left me I have been so aloneAnd now we're left with broken promisesmy heart can't take no moreAnd now we're left with broken promisesmy mind has had enoughLook at how you turned on meYou ran away and left me here with nothing to seeI'm a man so turn around and say it to meDon't you think I've got something to sayLook at how you turned on meYou ran away and left me here with nothing to seeI'm a man so tu

Brokenhearted
well, lets see, close friends n fufam know that stupidly i fell for a native american indian called steven jim , whirlwind romance, he said all the right things n stupidly i fell for his lies, ffs i should know better at my age but damn he was good, wanted me to fly out asap n so i saved n saved booked the ticket for after sons wedding,i refused his offer to send me money ( stupid me) n paid for everything myself, every time we spoke he couldnt wait for me to get there to start a new life with me , monday he was counting the days n hours n then....silence for 4 days......i left messages n finally called nleft a message n then 3.10am friday morning i got a message(cowardly fuckin bastard) saying he was back withhis ex n if i didnt hear from him then to cash in my ticket( does he actually think im gonna fly out if it falls thru withhis ex!!!!!!!!!)........dunno why folks think u can actually cash in a ticket cuz erm on the whole u cant so im out of pocket by almost $1000 as well as broke

The Broken Things You See
Obey the rules, and you will not get hurt. That’s what he says, as I grip onto the dirt. Face down on the ground, where I should be. I deserve this, welcome to me. I brought it on myself, with the decisions I have made. One day I’ll finally rest, in an unmarked grave. I have never been important enough, to really make a difference. Although I have tried, it comes back to this. Just one more person, the world has forgot. Being turned into something, I know I am not. That is my punishment, for being here at all. To me the world is huge, I just remain small. You will never know me, for I never really mattered. But take a look around, where my life has been scattered. My presence remains, in the broken things you see. That’s the only glimpse, you’ll ever have of me.

Broken Wings Lauded
Delusion It used to bug me When I was young An annoying trait in others Requiring a certain kind of patience On my part But easily disregarded When I didn't NEED To communicate But I find now In my aging process That it actually infuriates me The waste of time The selfish waste of Resources Energy Time lost again most importantly Delusions at best delay A real decision Like "WHO AM I?" At worst Kill thousands of innocent people Cutting off their Chance to get past delusion themselves In essence Keeping the people that they have killed In the same Limbo As company I guess Dahmer relics In a fetid closet One thing that I know about Humans They hate the one That bolts ahead of them Proving them cowards Broken wings lauded Flight disdained Dragged to the lowest common denominator Is where they want you So they can at least Compete Delusion Turns to action when They fear they are wrong And don't want to feel that way Prete

Bro Metal
i just heard a new term today and thought i'd use it in a sentence. the term is "bro metal" and i was reading a post from this band i like and they said, "we don't do battle of the bands and we don't play that bro metal sh*t so if you like or listen to these things our music is not for you" that quote is not verbatim but the message is clear. reading this sh*t cracked me up and any of you from southern california who hates driving past over sized pickup trucks with metal mulisha and volcom stickers all over them playing crappy music thru a nice stereo system knows what i mean.

Bromance
So do you think its weird, gay or totally cool? I saw Tyra yesterday where she was talking about it. Here is the Rules they gave on Tyra's Show for a proper Bromance: 1 Ladies Come First 2 Do Things Together You Wouldn't Do With Your Girl 3 Can't Blame It On The Bromance

Bronco Style? (not The Football Team)
There were three guy sitting and telling each other the best way they like to have sex. The first guy said, I like to do it sixty-nine. The second guy, said I like to do it doggy-style. The third guy said, well I like to do it bronco style. The to other guys were like what, what the fuck is bronco style. The third guy says, let me tell you what bronco style is, you start out doing it doggy-style then in the middle of doing it you leen down and wisper in her ear, Your sister likes it this way to, then try and hold on for eight seconds.

Broncitis
Yesterday, I got really sick at work. Had trouble breathing and when I did, it hurt like hell. My boss let me off work early and since it was so hard to drive home, I went to the ER. The doctor on duty said that I had broncitis and gave me scrips for anti-biotics and cough syrup. I thought that I wouldn't be able to get them filled until today but thankfully Walgreen's pharmacy is open 24/7! I'm probably going to end up quitting the cigs here soon cuz of how quick this came on.

Bronze
Basketball is the second religion in Lithuania. If you don't believe that - come over here when our team is playing at European Championship or the Olympics :) Bronze For Lithuania By Yarone Arbel 16 September 2007 The two last champions of Europe from 2003 and 2005 met on Sunday evening in Palacio de Deportes in Madrid and when the smoke cleared Lithuania beat Greece 78-69. Lithuania hit two birds with one stone. By winning the game they'll get to wear the bronze medal on the EuroBasket 2007 podium later on tonight, and also earned the third European ticket to the Olympic games in 2008. Greece wanted to win a third medal in a row, but saw a tough Lithuanian group who recovered in time from the surprising loss to Russia in the semi-finals last night. "It's not a gold medal but I'll take this," said Darius Songaila after the game. "For sure it's a great feeling. Now we're going to focus on the Olympics." Lithuania earned their first ever bronze meda

The Bronco
The Bronco You start by going doggy style and then just when she is really enjoying it, you grab her tits as tight as possible and yell another girls name. This gives you the feeling of riding a wild bronco as she desperately tries to buck you off.

Bronco Style
Okay, I think this joke is funny: There were three guys sitting and telling each other the best way they like to have sex. The first guy said,"I like to do it sixty-nine." The second guy said,"I like to do it doggy-style." The third guy said,"well I like to do it bronco style." The two other guys were like,"what, what the fuck is bronco style?" The third guy says,"let me tell you what bronco style is... You start out doing it doggy-style then in the middle of doing it you lean down and whisper in her ear,'Your sister likes it this way too' then try and hold on for eight seconds."

The Bronzing Summer
The summer is falling and I'm still here. Sitting, day by day in what seems an endless cycle of nothingness. I've nowhere to go, nothing to do and not a one to really talk to. But, I sit here, in my demise with a sore backside and a pessimistic outlook towards life and what I'm doing here. Still waiting for answers to that question. But no rush. As the leaves float by my step and crumble, much like my time around me, I cant help but think about whats next and what do I do now? How do I change this? Still trying to figure that one out for myself. But now the season's turned, and winter approaches warily, lowly, and still I wonder what I'll be doing there. Goodbye light rain, hard storms and hot sun, my friends, leave me to the next month and the next time.

Bronx Build-a-bear Toys Stuffed With Millions In Heroin
Second story today comes from the Bronx in New York. Now I have friends with little kids that love these stores, but complain about how much some of the specialty bears cost. I have to wonder how much these would go for on the street: Bronx Build-A-Bear toys stuffed with millions in heroin They don't stock this option at your local Build-A-Bear store. Authorities announced Saturday a massive heroin bust in the Bronx, where dealers were moving millions of dollars in dope inside Build-A-Bear dolls. The drugs were packaged in tiny glassine bags branded with names like Barack Obama, Swine Flu and Crime 360, a nod to a detective series on A&E. "The agents walk in and there's heroin and all the dime bags and the Build-A-Bears just sitting there," said Erin Mulvey, spokesman for the Drug Enforcement Administration. State, local and federal law enforcement officers seized 33 pounds of heroin with a street value of about $33 million and arrested 12 people on Friday. The suspects were w

Bronco & Waybeyondhelp
Thank you to two amazing owners, bronco and waybeyondhelp. These two were the winners in the set of auctions I participated in last month. These were my first auctions, and I can only hope I was not a disappointment to them! Go show them lots of love, as they are sure to return it :)

The Bronze Chapter 24
The Bronze Once we got inside the bronze I noticed Buffy and a dark haired girl dancing rather provocatively. “Whoa bro, check out those two hotties dancing right there?” Emmett said slapping my shoulder and pointing towards Buffy and the dark haired girl. It took a second for me to speak, but just as I was about too Willow bumped in to me. “Oh I’m so sorry! Oh! It’s you! Hi Edward” she gushed. “Who’s that with Buffy” I asked as I stared. “Oh that’s Faith, a new slayer” Willow said rolling her eyes in distaste. “I’m going to go and say hi to Buffy, come on Emmett I’ll introduce you” I said grabbing him and pulling him along. “Hey Buffy, how have you been?” I said as we reached them. “Oh hey Edward, I’m doing great thanks. This is my friend Faith, Faith this is Edward and ….” She paused. “Umm well this handsome man I don’t know yet&r

Broncitas
I went to the doctor yesterday , and the good news is I do not have the flu, or pnumonia, like I originally thought . I have been re diagnosed with Viral Bronchitus, and the being of having astma on top of all of that . But the way I see it, its just another obstacle I need to get through . As I have stated in the past my life is full of challenges , from two car wreck, and losing my mother (lost her in the first wreck) , to having knees operated on , to getting Diabetes ( so they say ). I face life like a poker game , if it doesn't have a million to one odds I won't do it and face the challenge . People may say that is stupid to face life like that but that is the way I operate and do things .

Broncos
Denver Broncos JerseyJohn Elway, Denver Broncos football operations, senior vice president, said on Tuesday that the team think they get in this year's draft, running back Monty - Bauer (Montee Ball) picked up a treasure "(" founda gem "). Powell also Elvis remembered his former teammate Terrell - Davis (Terrell Davis). cheap nfl jerseys"When we see Monty play, One thing that came to my mind, that is his style of play is very much like Terrell - Davis, which makes us very excited and we hope that Monty has Biteleier longer career, "Elway said a fan discussions held in the season-ticket holders.Elway and Davis led the Broncos to sweep the two-time Super Bowl season in 1997 and 1998. In the 32nd Super Bowl, Davis rushed the ball 157 yards, contributed three touchdowns, helping the team to a 31-24 victory over the Green Bay Packers, he also was named the MVP of the game on the spot. 1998 season, Davis rushed the ball 2008 yards, 21 touchdowns, was named the MVP of the regul

Brooding...
What Dark Word Represents You? [anime pics] Your word is: Brood. You are a true thinker and often try to figure out the meaning of life, why we are all here etc. You may not be so social, and often think twice before acting but those thoughts you have in your mind never stop flowing in. Sometimes you can be so concentrated you forget about other things that you have to do. Don't change, this world needs deep people.Take this quiz! Quizilla | Join | Make A Quiz | More Quizzes | Grab Code

Broodburger
the burgers were a success even tho we met with some misfortune when I fucked up the beans after I had already started cookin the other shit to go in the beans.. but on the other hand, the burgers were damn good on their own, without bacon cause I forgot that too (I really don't cook much) but yeah, that was prolly the best damn burger I've ever had.. and definately the best I've ever cooked. if anyone wants the recipe lemme know

Brooks And Dunn - Hillbilly Deluxe
Another smash album to add to the collection of the 'number one hits' this duo has cranked out since the mid 90's. The latest album to grace the collection is Hillbilly Deluxe. This album's first release was the title track that is a high jumpin, down home fun time. This album is by far one of the greatest album's that they have released. I love the title track, and I don't know why, it's just a catchy kind of tune. It blinds just right...by that I mean that it blinds the banjo, the guitar, the drums, the dulcimer, together just right, to create this tune, that just talks to you. The video for this track is set out in the country, with 'country boys and girls' doing what they do best...cause trouble. Not to mention the pretty nice mudslinger, and the almost monster truck. I could not even begin to give you anymore then that. There's so much, the girls, the guys, the fight, the bonfire, the 'coonhounds' drinkin beer. If you have not heard this song yet, it is on CMT, an

Brooksie
Today I am going to celebrate my grandmother's 85th birthday. At first glance I would not say that she is an elder who helped shape my life, but maybe that's me being defensive. From the time I was born until recent years I spent every Sunday and most holidays at her home. She has six children, 24 grandchildren, and 12 great-grandchildren and because of her we are a very tight family, all of us seeing each other at least once a week for Sunday dinner. It was very unusual if one of us would miss. She is indeed, the glue that holds out family together. She lived in the same house from her marriage at age 15 until recently when she married her third husband at the age of 82. During all that time she rarely left our county and has only left West Virginia on one occasion that I can remember. Her manner is such that people might think that she is not the brightest person in the world. Once she asked what my new phone number was and I told her "0182". Grandma replied, "OK, I can remembe

~ Brookwood American Cemetery And Memorial In England ~
The 4.5 acre Brookwood American Cemetery and Memorial in England lies to the west of the large civilian cemetery built by the London Necropolis Co. and contains the graves of 468 of our military dead. Close by are military cemeteries and monuments of the British Commonwealth and other allied nations. Automobiles may drive through the Commonwealth or civilian cemeteries to the American cemetery. Within the American cemetery the headstones are arranged in four plots, grouped about the flagpole. The regular rows of white marble headstones on the smooth lawn are framed by masses of shrubs and evergreen trees which form a perfect setting for the chapel, a classic white stone building on the north end of the cemetery. The interior of the chapel is of tan-hued stone. Small stained-glass windows light the altar and flags and the carved cross above them. On the walls within the chapel are inscribed the names of 563 of the missing. Rosettes mark the names of those since recovered and identifi

Brooke The Cheerleader
Brooke the Cheerleader by colonelstiffy © First off I would like to introduce myself as Sammy. Not much to say about me except the average five foot, five inch tall brunette, with the subtle 32C bra size. This is a story that happened a few years ago to me when I was in college with my friend Brooke. You see Brooke was a sexy, 21 year old (same age as me) cheerleader and well, we had very different groups of friends. She was going out with all of those football players, while I sat by and watched it all. Not to say that I didn't do my fair share of dating, I mean I was with more guys that most girls I know can say but they weren't quarterbacks. So, to the story. It was a late Saturday night, around two, when Brooke stumbles into our dorm, obviously too drunk for her petite body to handle, but she looked beautiful, and that was the first time that I looked at her that way. She had the perfect body, and anyone could have guessed that it belonged to a cheerleader. She was a litt

Broomstick Lore
The magic broomstick or, to use its proper name, the besom is an important and largely misunderstood tool of the witch. Gaining its notoriety from the witch finders manuals and woodcuts of mediaeval Europe, it is a tool of a far more ancient origin. Evidence of besom practice and use can be traced as far back as ancient Egypt. Papyrus drawings and carvings on the wall of temples show the Pharaoh holding in his hand a long, narrow paddle-shaped instrument. A symbol of sovereignty and mastery over matter, only the Pharaoh or the high priest was allowed to use this: tool. But what was it used for? Travelers and scholars who have visited Egypt for thousands of years have marveled at the construction of her pyramids and wonders that even to this day have never been explained. Only recently has the theory of levitation been posed again. The ancient priest scholars of Egypt and the magical adepts knew that the Pharaoh's paddle-shaped tool symbolized the power over air and gr

Brooklyn Girl
Brooklyn Girl parody of Punk Rock Girl by Dead Milkmen (for violets) One Saturday night I logged in to lounge {CC} I saw a hot chick there And damn near wet my pants Brooklyn girl please look at me Brooklyn girl I sure like what I see I'd travel just to see You're sexy ass hell Brooklyn girl I jumped right on her page And told her she should know I think you're hot as hell You really rock my world Brooklyn girl won't you add me please Brooklyn girl I want you on your knees We'll play all night Just you and me Brooklyn Girl We talked in the lounge for just a little while I hit her shoutbox And said I like your smile She seemed all shy And man it really drove me wild We hung in the lounge again The guys she drove em wild I cussed a bit It seemed to make her smile I rated all her pics She sure did give me wood I was gone a week I still whacked to her She was there when I got back I put her on my lap Brooklyn girl you drive me wild Brooklyn girl

Brooklyn Bound
A man thinks to himself: "If I ever get the chance, I'm burning these fucks alive." Trying to squeeze through the unaccommodating crowd of people lining the subway, He keeps the doors in his sight, Hoping to get there before they slide closed, And take him even further from his destination. Stepping over the blonde's duffle bag, In between the couple arguing over her ex boyfriend, And the man who seems to be either scratching his leg, or trying to solve another compulsion of the lustful kind. Past the old lady who loses her balance out of fear, The bum shaking a cup of change, and a man whose body smells so bad, he could probably be declared legally dead, He reaches the door. Just as they close. On the opposite side, A woman, Slightly older then himself, Slams into the door, Cursing it from keeping her even further from her destination. Meeting eyes. Each feels less angry. More centered. As for the limited time they gaze upon the other. In this hot, festerin

*brooklyn's Bravest*
Bravest save 5 in daring rescue from Coney Island cruise nightmare BY ELIZABETH HAYS DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER Sunday, July 6th 2008, 12:29 AM DeCrescenzo for News Firefighters Dean Tartaro (l.) and Robert Senatore A Fourth of July fireworks cruise nearly turned into a disaster when a 24-foot pleasure boat crashed into a jetty off Coney Island, Brooklyn. With waves crashing over them in a driving rain, the five panicked passengers - including a young boy - were plucked one-by-one from the sinking ship by a fast-acting pair of city firefighters. "We had a good evening and we were just coming back," said Marat Neakhyaz, 28, of Sheepshead Bay, who was on the boat with his son, Daniel, 4. "All of a sudden, I heard a loud bang like a car crash ... Everyone was quite scared." As the boat rocked from side to side, Neakhyaz said he called the police from his cell phone and tried to calm his son and the other passengers. Firefighter Robert Senatore, 44, sped over

Brooms
Two brooms were hanging in the closet and after a while they got to know each other so well, they decided to get married. One broom was, of course, the bride broom, the other the groom broom. The bride broom looked very beautiful in her white dress. The groom broom was handsome and suave in his tuxedo. The wedding was lovely. After the wedding, at the wedding dinner, the bride-broom leaned over and said to the groom-broom, 'I think I am going to have a little whisk broom!!!' 'IMPOSSIBLE !!' said the groom broom. Are you ready for this? 'WE HAVEN'T EVEN SWEPT TOGETHER!' Oh for goodness sake... laugh, or at least groan. Life's too short not to enjoy... even these silly little cute jokes Sounds to me like she's been 'sweeping' around!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Broomstick Lore
The magic broomstick or, to use its proper name, the besom is an important and largely misunderstood tool of the witch. Gaining its notoriety from the witch finders manuals and woodcuts of mediaeval Europe, it is a tool of a far more ancient origin. Evidence of besom practice and use can be traced as far back as ancient Egypt. Papyrus drawings and carvings on the wall of temples show the Pharaoh holding in his hand a long, narrow paddle-shaped instrument. A symbol of sovereignty and mastery over matter, only the Pharaoh or the high priest was allowed to use this: tool. But what was it used for? Travelers and scholars who have visited Egypt for thousands of years have marveled at the construction of her pyramids and wonders that even to this day have never been explained. Only recently has the theory of levitation been posed again. The ancient priest scholars of Egypt and the magical adepts knewthat the Pharaoh's paddle-shaped tool symbolized the power over airand gravity. It posse

Brooklyn Escort Services
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Brook
I took this lil test and this is what my answer was, what should you parents named you~ BrookeYou are very self-conscious, but you are beautiful. You worry about what other people think about you yet you are all they think about. You are very caring and sweet, but you can be aggressive.

Brooks & Dunn The Long Goodbye
"The Long Goodbye" I know they say if you love somebody You should set them free But it sure is hard to do It sure is hard to do I know they say if you don't come back again Then it's meant to be (so they say) Those words don't pull me through Cause I'm still in love with you I spend each day here waiting for a miracle But it's just you and me goin' through the mill climbin' up a hill [CHORUS] This is the long goodbye Somebody tell me why Two lovers in love can't make it Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart No matter how hard I try I always make you cry Come on, baby, it's over?-let's face it All that's happening here is a long goodbye Sometimes I ask my heart did we really Give our love a chance (just one more chance) But I know without a doubt We turned it inside out And if we walked away It would make more sense But it tears me up inside Just to think we could still try How long must we keep running on a carousel Goin' round and round and never getting anywhere On a win

The Broom
SEE THAT MAN THERE ACROSS THE ROOM? THE ONE IN THE TATTERD SHIRT AND THE BROKEN BROOM. STARTED HERE ABOUT SIX MONTHS AGO, WHY HE USES THAT BROOM NOBODY KNOWS. HE NEVER SMILES AND HE NEVER FROWNS, MINDS ALWAYS ON HIS WORK WITH THAT BROOM SWEEPING THE GROUND. I ASKED THE MAN A FEW DAYS AGO, WHY A BROKEN BROOM AND NOT ONE THAT'S NEW? HE PAUSED FOR A MOMENT AND THEN HE SAID, SOMEONE VERY DEAR TO ME IS DEAD. ABOUT EIGHT MONTHS AGO I LOST MY WIFE, 50 YRS SIDE BY SIDE IS HOW WE SHARED OUR LIFE. OH I WAS LOST AND DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I NOTICED IN THE CORNER THIS BROKEN BROOM. WASN'T QUITE SURE WHERE IT CAME FROM. EVEN THOUGH IT WAS BROKEN IT LOOKED BRAND NEW.COULDN'T UNDERSTAND, I WAS QUITE CONFUSED. THEN IT HIT ,THAT BROOM, IT WAS NEW. YOU SEE MY FRIEND MY WIFE WAS KILLED ONE NIGHT BY A MAN IN A TRUCK TOWING HIS BIKE. HE WAS ON HIS WAY HOME FROM A RALLY DOWN SOUTH. WHEN HE STOPPED AT THE BAR TO WET HIS MOUTH. ONE TURNED INTO TWO AND TWO TURNED INTO MORE. HE WAS FEELIN NO PAIN

Brooke
Today the sun rose,But it I did not see.Something more beautiful,In my eyes came to me.A smile that glows,More than the sun can shine.Now a friend to me,I hope for the rest of time.Brooke send me your smile,For today and now on.And I promise mine forever,Now our friendship has begun.

Brooks. Phoenix
ASHBURN, Va. Tim Jennings Jersey . -- Washington Redskins rookie safety Jordan Bernstine is out for the season with torn ligaments in his right knee. The Redskins moved quickly to replace him with third-year safety Jordan Pugh, who was cut this month by the Carolina Panthers. Pugh announced Monday on Twitter that he was signing with Washington. Seventh-round pick Bernstine was injured on a kickoff in the fourth quarter of Sundays 40-32 win over the New Orleans Saints. The safety position was already depleted because of Brandon Meriweathers knee injury and Tanard Jacksons season-long suspension for failing a drug test. Also, coach Mike Shanahan said X-rays were negative on receiver Pierre Garcons sore right foot. The coach said Garcon will have to play through some pain in the foot and will be reevaluated later in the week. Brian Urlacher Womens Jersey . Sale pitched a five-hitter for his first major league complete game and Chicago beat the Seattle Mariners 4-2 Sunday for its 10th win

A Brothers Love To My Bro Joey R.i.p
THERE COMES A TIME IN EVERYONES LIFE WHEN YOU LOSE SOMEONE YOU LOVE THEY'ER HERE TODAY AND GONE TOMORROW TO A BETTER PLACE ABOVE. AND WHEN I THINK OF THE TIMES WE SHARED THOSE MEMORIES I CAN NOT BE SAD , EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE GONE THEY'LL ALWAYS STAY WITH ME I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME NOW YOU KNOW MY HEART CRIES OUT LOUD WHEN I THINK ABOUT YOU YOU'LL ALWAYS MAKE ME PROUD IN MY EYES YOU HAVE DONE NO WRONG AND YOUR MEMORIES WILL LIVE ON. I REMEMBER THE DAY I GOT THE NEWS ABOUT THE ONE I WAS GOING TO LOSE BUT THE SIMPLE MAN WILL CARRY ON IN OUR HEARTS YOU WILL STAY STRONG. JOEY YOU'RE A HERO AND A LEGEND IN YOUR OWN TIME A SHINNING STAR IN THE SOUTHEN SKY MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER DIE SO FLY ON FREEBIRD AND LET GOD HEAR MY WORDS EVEN AFTER LIFE OUR LOVE IS STRONG GOD BLESS YOU BRO,,,LOVE YOU

Brother
FROZEN IN A PLACE I HIDE NOT AFRAID TO PAINT MY SKY WITH SOME WILL SAY I LOST MY MIND BROTHER TRY AND HOPE TO FIND YOU......WERE ALWAYS SO FAR AWAY I KNOW THAT PAIN SO DON'T YOU RUN AWAY LIKE YOU USED TO DO ROSES IN A VASE OF WHITE BLOODIED BY THE THORNS BESIDE THE LEAVES HAVE FALL BECAUSE MY HAND IS PULLING THEM HARD AS I CAN YOU....... WERE ALWAYS SO FAR AWAY I KNOW THAT PAIN AND I WONT RUN AWAY LIKE I USED TO DO PICTURES IN A BOX AT HOME YELLOWING, AND GREEN WITH MAUVE SO I CAN BARELY SEE YOUR FACE WONDER HOW THAT COLOR TASTE YOU.....WERE ALWAYS SO FAR AWAY I KNOW THE WAY SO DON'T YOU RUN AWAY LIKE YOU USED TO DO

Brothers In Blood
Brothers in Blood In my darkest hour with my soul devoured, Rise and fight defend our tower. Inflict the wrath brothers, Side by side we fight and conquer. Just another victem lost in the night. Drag our souls in the evilist of mud, fight for that wich we love. Determend not to fall, the writtings on the wall. Heeding our masters call. So many times we have been here before, crushing down our enemeis door. The bond of Blood can not be broken, The Brothers in Blood have spoken. Choose not to hear our words and cary on, Your life is in danger ,you dont have very long. So come our puppets once and for all, hear our screams Blood Brothers call...............Night Shadows LLC Copywrite2006 This ones for u Bro!

The Brothers Kangaroo
The two kangaroo brothers were quite different. Older brother was a good dancer and a star athlete. All the girl kangaroos were enamored of him. He seemed to have a different girlfriend each week. Younger brother enjoyed browsing quietly in the eucalyptus. Girl kangaroos barely noticed he was alive. In high school, older brother was captain of the high jump team. Girl kangaroos hopped around him and swooned. Younger brother continued his browsing. Sometimes he bounded alone across the dusty plain. Other times he could be found in the library. At night, in the room they shared, Older Brother bragged about his successes. Younger Brother said nothing. Years passed. Younger Brother found a wonderful wife. They had two lovely joeys. He was sublimely happy. Older Brother still had many different girlfriends, though he no longer jumps so high nor so far as before. At a family reunion, Older Brother talked endlessly about his many new girlfriends. Younger Brother nodded poli

A Brother Like That
A Brother Like That Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it. "Is this your car, Mister?" he asked. Paul nodded. "My brother gave it to me for Christmas." The boy was astounded. "You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn't cost you nothing? Boy, I wish..." He hesitated. Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels. "I wish," the boy went on, "that I could be a brother like that." Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively he added, "Would you like to take a ride in my automobile?" "Oh yes, I'd love that." After a short ride, the boy turned and with his eyes aglow, said, "Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?" Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad

Brothers In Arms
I just read this in a bulletin, and had to BLOG it. To make sure it gets out to people. Ok,anyone that knows me knows that the only people that I am a fan of is Our Military past and present. I know that I could make "more points"for becoming fans of more people...but that is not what I am here for.Well,I have also been trying to make friends with as many of them as I can without feeling overwhelmed with to many friends that I can't show proper love to. So...I have some things that I have seen this past week that bother me and I wanted to get this off my chest. First...to many of my wonderful friends that are in Afghanistan and Iraq are apologizing to us for not being able to show us proper love.THEY ARE BUSY FOLKS!!! IT IS NOT THEIR JOB TO SHOW US PROPER LOVE AND IT IS NOT THEIR JOB TO KEEP UP WITH US!! IT IS OURS!!What a wonderful privileged we have to be in a time when they can share so much with us!I would much rather see the many pictures posted...the blogs of their t

Brotherly Love...
Two little boys go into the grocery store. One is nine, one is four. The nine-year-old grabs a box of tampons from the shelf and carries it to the register for check-out. The cashier asks "Oh, these must be for your mom, huh?" The nine-year-old replies, "Nope, not for my mom." Without thinking, the cashier responded, "Well, they must be for your sister then?" The nine-year-old responded, "Nope, not for my sister either." The cashier had now become curious. "Oh. Not for your mom and not for your sister -- then who are they for?" The nine-year old says, "They're for my four-year-old little brother." The cashier is surprised: "Your four year-old-brother?" The nine-year-old explains: "Well yeah, they say on TV if you wear one of these, you can swim or ride a bike -- and my little brother can't do either of those things." This was so damn cute............luv it.........

A Brotha's Brotha....
There are some things you just don’t say in some places. In crowded movie theaters........you don’t scream, “FIRE!!” In church..........you don’t yell out, “Dayum!! That usher got a phat azz!!” On an airplane.........you don’t holler, “This PLANE is da BOMB!! Allahu Akbar!!” I mean, you CAN… but doing so will most likely have unpleasant repercussions......... And the same goes for in the office.......there are a multitude of things you don’t say........ And what’s more...... there are a multitude of things you don’t want to hear. I have a pretty good idea of the shyt I don’t like to hear in the office....And the list isn’t that long seeing as how my last office was like 90% male....so the topics can be a bit wild — which makes for a quick day and hilarious conversations. For instance.....I remember once hearing a fairly simple comment that was like a speedo made of sandpaper… meaning… the shyt rubbed me the wrong way. okay.....peep game...... the Au

Brothers And Sisters In Arms
To my dear brothers and sisters in arms. To those who have made it back i welcome you home , and hope you never have to leave your loved ones again. No more hugs that seem to last forever and walking away backwards just to feel as though you have not turned your backs on them. No having to wait 3 weeks to send a letter that might not get there. No more tears To those who have lost someone to those who have not made it back to us. To your families i say.. I am forever sorry for the losses that you face, in times of need where lives are lost only the best of us are chosen and to know that they have passed away in the name of our country and to hold fast our freedom. They shall never be forgotten, for they are not just names on a wall or in a book. They are forever hero's for a world they were too good for. Super man bat man and the flash hold no candle to these braves these men, these women too. They fight and died for freedom , for me and for you. They were h

Brothers Unaware
So many people I know only a few Yes I may say that I love this man And that man But what keeps me from loving you? . Date of birth, geography The color of my skin, ideology You got ten fingers, two legs, on nose Like me Just like me . And it's as simple as that You see . And if I don't know who to Love I love them all And if I don't know who to trust I trust them all And if I don't know who to kill I may kill myself instead . From the mouth of a baby Will come the world saving words That will save us all And from the lungs of a child Will come the everlasting breath of God . Increasing peace and honesty And not carrying on Despite of me Don't you know This ain't about no race, no creed No race, no creed . And it's as simple as that You see . And if I don't know who to love I love them all And if I don't know who to trust I trust them all And if I don't know who to kill No suicide I'm already dead

Brother
How can you be trusted , I know how you are I tried to trust you , but it didn't get me far I though you grew up, I though you were a man Yeah I was wrong, you tried to ruin everyone's life and you still will if you can Just to make yourself feel good, to feel that you're on top Only a sick person, would do family wrong , but you'll never stop You're a bad dad and bad brother You know you're a bad son look how at you treat our mother She tries to help you , but you don't care You're alway screaming and yelling "No one treats me fair" Coward, I"m going to call you that till the end You talk about everyone behind their back, in their face you're their friend Get mad if you want that's just what I see If you got a problem with what I just said, then get at me. We are brothers and I love you , but I hate what you've became If you got something to say, then say it to me and I'll do the same Copyright © 2006 Damon Taylor

Brother And Sisters
We all had same parents And we are different people Like tulips in a flow bed. Some think their better Some think they are just average Some think they are no body. No matter what you all Are my brother and sister Rather the storm of argument has taken control of us Or the calmness of sleep is on your side You are still my brother and sister No matter how many miles are between us. Or unanswered phone calls Letters that you have on your mind But just don’t have time to write. We are still brother and sister So my sister and brothers No matter how far I travel Or no letter have been sent Calls have been made But no answered yet. Remember you cannot change The fact that we are Brother and sisters Each of us know what we have done to put pain on our parents yet they, stilled loved us. So my brother and sisters I am saying in this That each and every one of you are on my mind And each I hold in my heart I can’t forget you Because you

A Brothers Few Of The Gathering
I was there yesterday too. Myself and members of my club, Second Brigade MC, and the Viet Nam Vets MC traveled to DC from the state of Kentucky Friday morning. The trip was unpleasant to say the least. We drove thru a nice little snow shower in the Virginia mountains. Rain pretty much the rest of the way. At 4:30 Saturday morning we were rousted out of our lest than sound sleep… 13 guys in 3 hotel rooms. We went from there to a quick breakfast and caught the train. Instead of the usual exit point the organizer had asked the we go a bit further than Foggy Bottom station. They did not want any trouble and neither did we. It still got us to the memorial. When we got there it was quite a site. We came in from 18th street on constitution. We went by the place where the Gathering of Eagles set up. It was impressive, but I had friends that had never been to the wall so that was our first stop. The park service had set up security literally on and around the wall… S

Brother And Sister
Little brother took his little sister by the hand and said, since our mother died we have had no happiness. Our step-mother beats us every day, and if we come near her she kicks us away with her foot. Our meals are the hard crusts of bread that are left over. And the little dog under the table is better off, for she often throws it a choice morsel. God pity us, if our mother only knew. Come, we will go forth together into the wide world. They walked the whole day over meadows, fields, and stony places. And when it rained the little sister said, heaven and our hearts are weeping together. In the evening they came to a large forest, and they were so weary with sorrow and hunger and the long walk, that they lay down in a hollow tree and fell asleep. The next day when they awoke, the sun was already high in the sky, and shone down hot into the tree. Then the brother said, sister, I am thirsty. If I knew of a little brook I would go and just take a drink. I think I hear one running. The

Brother Lustig
There was one upon a time a great war, and when it came to an end, many soldiers were discharged. Then brother lustig also received his dismissal, and with it nothing but a small loaf of ammunition-bread, and four kreuzers in money, with which he departed. St. Peter, however, had placed himself in his way in the form of a poor beggar, and when brother lustig came up, he begged alms of him. Brother lustig replied, dear beggar-man, what am I to give you. I have been a soldier, and have received my dismissal, and have nothing but this little loaf of ammunition-bread, and four kreuzers of money. When that is gone, I shall have to beg as well as you. Still I will give you something. Thereupon he divided the loaf into four parts, and gave the apostle one of them, and a kreuzer likewise. St. Peter thanked him, went onwards, and threw himself again in the soldier's way as a beggar, but in another shape, and when he came up begged a gift of him as before. Brother lustig spoke as he had

The Brotherhood
The Brotherhood The brotherhood of Firemen runs deep in all our veins. We love this job with all our hearts and our brothers just the same. Although we have our little fights and disagreements at the station house. When one of us is in need our brothers are there to help. The brotherhood is strong and true and consumes our very soul. We will be brothers till the end, this vowel I do bestow.

Brother, Friend, And Hero. He Was A Marine!
I had a friend who was a Marine. He loved God and served his country to the best of his ability. Right now his family and friends are hurting but he gave his life for a cause he believed in and a country that he loved. Trevor Roberts was the 50th Oklahoman to be killed in Iraq. He was a good friend of mine that I have known since before he was born. Unfortunately I found out the worst way possible that my friend was gone, while delivering papers this morning I saw his picture on the front page beside the words "Bomb kills city Marine." I know so many men die daily over there, but I wanted to honor a man I loved like a brother and who's life was honorable and ended too soon. Please forgive me for any rambling or not making sense, Its still hard and I just want anyone who reads this to please say a quiet prayer for his family and remember a man who deserves our respect. God bless~ here is a version of he article- OKLAHOMA CITY -- A 21-year-old Marine from Oklahoma City died in I

Brother
Another day another drama unfolds. First off let me warn anyone in Catawba NC my daughter is learning how to drive tomorrow with the driver's ed instructor - you might want to stay off the roads. I was supposed to get my nephew tonight so we could go shopping for his birthday present - nice aunt that I am. Well I get this call from my brother saying how that plan was now canceled. Seems my darling nephew was part of a 911 prank call about his school. Needless to say he is suspended for 3 days and I hate to think of what punishment he will get from his parents. His birthday is now off and so is his present from me. On top of that my brother wanted me to notarize a paper for my sister-in-law about how she had signed in the wrong place on a car title. So I met her halfway to do that - being the nice person I am. Well I get to talking to her and she says she is no longer pregnant - that she miscarried on Monday. Makes me think it was a sham to begin with - long story and read

Brotherhood
like lost brothers, one in our souls forever in our hearts, this promise we'll hold for me to watch your head and you to watch mine our blood will never be shed by liquer or wine our day is upon us, and togeather we stand like two tierd soldiures who go hand in hand my last wish is to hurt you, and you know this too well for i'd give you heaven, even if for me it meant hell we'll take up our arms and fight for the truth they can only take our arms, they cant take our youth so live for the day my son, and do live it well for i'd give you heaven, even if for me it meant hell

Brothers
Brothers are there to stick by one another and I have one that has done that he has been there beside me through thick and thin. My brother is the one who has helped me through a lot of stuff when we were growing up. The times that I was having trouble in school he helped me when I asked. We even go to games together and bs about old times like we did when we were growing up. I look up to my brother and this is something that i never thought I would do is look up to someone as much as I have looked up to him throughout the years. He is an angel in my eyes as far as I can see it and for that I thank him I love u bro and stay the way u always have been.

Brother Steps In And Marries Bride
Talk about getting sucker-punched!! Brother, can you spare a bride? Mon Apr 30, 8:27 AM ET Villagers at a wedding in eastern India decided the groom had arrived too drunk to get married, and so the bride married the groom's more sober brother instead, police said Monday. "The groom was drunk and had reportedly misbehaved with guests when the bride's family and local villagers chased him away," Madho Singh, a senior police officer told Reuters after Sunday's marriage in a village in Bihar state's Arwal district. The younger brother readily agreed to take the groom's place beside the teenage bride at her family's invitation, witnesses said. "The groom apologized for his behavior, but has been crying that word will spread and he will never get a bride again," Singh said by phone.

Brother... What Have You Done...
This message is to Mike Dupree, a "brother" once. I know he will never read it, but I want it to be said somewhere, somehow. Damn, I typed this long message that said perfectly what I wanted... then it crashed. 'tis life unfortunately. Listen man, you don't like me now because of "how I make you act" well thats a load of crap. You act like you want to act. If you wanted to go all Christian on me and talk the bible, I'd be happy too, hell I'd like it. If you were a sadist, all the same. You view me all wrong man, thats what HURTS ME MOST. I'm a Catholic. I go to a church every Sunday. Every tuesday I have a private meeting with the Priest for absolution. I want to be a better person for me, because I've hurt too many people in my life (Nichole, Shannon, Emmie, Caitlyn, The list is long) but don't think that means I'll stop standing my ground here. You changed. You started acting like a royal pain in the arse, alot of people agree that they DONT like the new you. Ashs

The Brother I Wish I Have Known!
The Brother I Wish I Have Known! BY Amber Kestner Your the brother I never knew. When I was in danger you were there at my side as my gaurdian angel. You are the brother I wish I knew. When mom and dad moved on from us four siblings, they still thought of their little man. You are the brother that I wish mom and dad saw growing up. My gaurdian angel you always be for me. The brother I do love even though your not here in person. The brother that I wish could have been here for graduating and a life. My hero that I wish I could have known after almost twenty years of your death that we do miss of you. Author notes This was to my brother Jason Michael Kestner he passed when he wasn't even a year old. He died of SIDS an with his 20th birthday coming up May 22nd I figured this poem would help to see that I do love my brother and I hope he'll be here by my side and the families forever. My rising star

Brother In Law
I just have to rant from my soapbox for a bit about my dumbass brother in law. I haven't uttered a word to this POS since Christmas, but he seems to be tired of hearing my fucking mouth and so forth. Yesterday, I go out to play with my pooch and he happens to be walking his horse home along with his young son. His dog was behind my doghouse eating my cats food. So JACKASS starts to call his dog and say that he's tired of my fucking mouth, that he's gonna give me fucking $5 for catfood and so forth. I've only mentioned the dog once back in November when it and it's mate were destroying everything in my yard. He's never said anything to my face about it...only leaves messages on the machine threating to kill my cats, bitching about the land and other people. Nothing to do with my initial call. But anyhow, I'm fed up with him. My hubby, me, and his brother and wife are NOT allowed to even have contact with our nephew because of his attitude! Where's a hitman when you need one?!!

Brothers Of The Third Wheel
Brothers Of The Third Wheel will be having there Annual Florida State -Trike-In at the Sertoma Youth Ranch in Dade City Florida When : September 28-30, 2007 all bikers are welcome ( cages to ) for info contact me at dbishop27@tampabay.rr.com We are a Non Profit International Orgonization with chapters all over the world. check us out at www.homosassachapter.com Web: http//btw-trikers.org

The Brothers
It was a warm august day, and Mark and I had come in from a day at the river. I had not seen him for over a year....when we were dating. So when he called and asked if I would like to go out on the new boat he bought, I thought it would be a great way to catch on old times, so I immediately said yes. I had been out with other guys, but in my heart I still loved him as much as I ever had. We returned to his apartment that he had shared with his brother Mike at about 5. I told Mark I was going to run up and take a quick shower, and he smiled and said hurry. As I showered, I remembered al the good times we had had when we were dating, and after spending the day together, allot of the old feelings had returned. I showered...wrapped a towel around me, and walked across the hall to the bedroom I had left my clothes in. As I entered the room I closed the door and turned around to see Mark standing there. I was startled to say the least, and a little embarrassed. I smiled at him, an

Brothers
There Are two brothers which I adore,they understand me,And sometimes I think It's my fault they fight or don't talk,I don't know,But one brother says that it's not me,it's just how being brothers work,Brotherly Love,Hate each other but when they need each other they love each other and are there for one another,Brother I've got your back,...It hurts me when they fight,But I love it when they stand together and are united,I have said to One of them if you feel that you need to duke it out with your brother than do so,just remember I care about you both,And I'm not taking sides,..."Just Remember that whatever happens it will never erase that you are brothers,"And if I had a brother,I would like him to be like these two,so kind,understanding,caring,and willing to stick up for me in a moment.~These brothers are like family to me. Thank You,... BROTHERS SHOULD NOT BE DIVIDED.

Brothers In Blood
To my brother Jerry In my darkest hour with my soul devoured, Rise and fight defend our tower. Inflict the wrath brothers, Side by side we fight and conquer. Just another victem lost in the night. Drag our souls in the evilist of mud, fight for that wich we love. Determend not to fall, the writtings on the wall. Heeding our masters call. So many times we have been here before, crushing down our enemeis door. The bond of Blood can not be broken, The Brothers in Blood have spoken. Choose not to hear our words and cary on, Your life is in danger ,you dont have very long. So come our puppets once and for all, hear our screams Blood Brothers call...............Night Shadows LLP Copywrite2006

Brother Raven
They visit me in my sadness,lifting my spirits,making me smile.Inane,of course,mystifying,definitely.They are such an intelligent bird of course,why these would take an interest in me I do not understand.Thankfully I don't think I have to,when the Creator needs to remind me that I'm cared for they appear.Good enough for this simple soul.To some it's the eagle,others wolves and on and on.For me it's my brother the raven.

Brothers Of E
Ok my precious & sweet friends. 3 of my 4 brothers have joined Fubar; 1 is a returning visitor. How about you stop by & show them some Fubar love for me. Just harass the crap out of them for me; mkay? Bulba@ fubar Mike@ fubar Eric@ fubar

Brothers Ejected From Vehicle During Crash, Killed-thepittsburghchannel.com
HERMINIE, Pa. -- Two brothers were killed in a high-speed crash along a rural road on Sunday. Daniel Lee Geary, 20, and Dennis Charles Geary, 22, were killed in the crash in Sewickley Township, state police in Westmoreland County said. Both men were thrown from the vehicle and pronounced dead at the scene after their car crashed on Clay Pike, about one mile from their parent's home. Authorities said Daniel Geary was driving nearly 100 mph when he rounded a curve and lost control of his Honda Civic, striking a concrete wall and tree.Police said the impact was so intense that it split the car in two.The brothers were the only siblings in the family, authorities said.Friends of the family said Daniel Geary was engaged to be married and that the couple was expecting a baby next month.Both brothers were graduates of Yough High School and worked with their parents at the Laurel Highlands Foundation in North Versailles.

Brother - Alice In Chains
Frozen in the place I hide Not afraid to paint my sky With some who say I've lost my mind Brother, try and hope to find... You, were always so far away I know that pain So don't you run away like you used to do Roses in a vase of white Bloodies by the thorns Beside the leaves that fall because my hand is Pulling them hard as I can You, were always so far away I know that pain And I won't run away like I used to do Pictures in a box at home Yellowing and green with mold So I can barely see your face Wonder how that color taste You, were always so far away I know the way So don't you run away like you used to do Like you used to do

Brothel
The Brothel The madam opened the brothel door and saw a rather dignified, well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties or early fifties. "May I help you?" she asked. "I want to see Valerie," the man replied. "Si r, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer someone else," said the madam. "No. I must see Valerie," he replied. Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man that she charged $5,000 a visit. Without hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars and gave them to Valerie, and they went upstairs. After an hour, the man calmly left. < BR>The next night, the same man appeared again, once more demanding to see Valerie. Valerie explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row -- too expensive -- and there were no discounts. The price was still $5,000. Again the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs. The following night the man was there

A Brother Love
A Brother Love From the first time we meet I knew we would have a bond for life.I seen seen your first steps your first tooth how wonderful those things where to me; as we grew up we fought and argue but I always had your back until the end, here's your brother letting you know I thank God that you our my sister and I love you. Charles LaMark Nelson Copyright ©2007 Charles LaMark Nelson

Brother My Brother By Blessid Union Of Souls
Pokemon the First Movie Soundtrack Lyrics Blessid Union of Souls - Brother My Brother Lyrics Brother my brother Tell me what are fighting for We've got to end this war We should love one another Oh, can't we just pretend This war never began We can try Brother my brother We face each other from different sides The anger burns can't remember why It's kindof crazy to cause so much pain Our foolish pride makes us hate this way We watch our world fall apart Tell me what good is winning When you lose your heart Brother my brother Tell me what are fighting for Isn't life worth so much more We should love one another Oh, can't we just pretend This war never began Tell me why Brother my brother Yes We can try Brother my brother Yes Let's take a moment and look deep inside And say we'll learn to give love a try When matters differ as we seem to be There's so much more to me than what you see You don't have to be this way Think about the cons

Brother
BROTHER BROTHER magnify HERE YOU WILL LEARN OF A TRUE BROTHER HE IS THE ONE THAT IS LIKE FATHER TEACHER FRIEND CONFIDANT I AM THE CLUE I AM THE ONE THAT SEES BEFORE YOU I AM THE ONE THAT WARNS YOU OF DANGER AND PERILS AHEAD I AM THE ONE THAT LOVE YOU WHEN ALL PARENTS DIE I AM THE ONE THAT HEALS ALL WOUNDS BEFORE TIME WHO AM I? YOUR BROTHER, YOUR FRIEND, YOUR BEAST THAT NEVER ENDS HERE I AM JUST CALL ON ME AND I AM THERE

Brother In A Wreak
I just received a call from my folks informing me that my brother was in a very serious accident on his way back to Indiana and had rolled his truck 5 times before slamming it against a tree... He suffers from a broken collar bone, broken ribs, broken leg & wrist and is having a blood transfusion as well as all bruised up... My folks said he's in very bad shape and is in ICU hooked up to even a heart monitor. Please all could you say prayers or Thank highly of my brother to heal and be ok Please & Thank You Linda

Brother Owl
The Owl There are approximately 135 species of Owl, seventeen which are found in North America. Their secretive habits, quiet flight and various calls from whistles, screeches and hoots, have made them objects of superstition and even fear in some parts of the world. Some native tribes see the owl as a symbol of death while other tribes believe they embody the mysteries of shamanism and sorcery. Individuals with this totem are private complex people and don't like others to know what they are really thinking. This can sometimes lead to misunderstandings especially in the area of personal relationships. Owls have many abilities which set them apart from all other birds. Their wings which are extremely soft and thick, allow them to fly silently as they can swoop down on unsuspecting prey. They are able to slip in and out of places unnoticed and can teach us how to do the same. Their eyes are large and forward facing giving them a wise appearance. They have a greater ra

Brothers
An Irishman walks into a pub. The bartender asks him, "What'll you have?" The man says, "Give me three pints of Guinness please." So the bartender brings him three pints and the man proceeds to alternately sip one, then the other, then the third until they're gone. He then orders three more. The bartender says, "Sir, you don't have to order three at a time. I can keep an eye on it and when you get low I'll bring you a fresh cold one." The man says, "You don't understand. I have two brothers, one in Australia and one in the States. We made a vow to each other that every Saturday night we'd still drink together. So right now, my brothers have three Guinness Stouts too, and we're drinking together. The bartender thought that was a wonderful tradition. Every week the man came in and ordered three beers. Then one week he came in and ordered only two. He drank them and then ordered two more. The bartender said to him, "I know what your tradition is, and I'd just like to say that

Brotherhood
Brotherhood 1st off I want to start by saying as much as I hate this country I would come back any day of the week, not because I like war or the adrenaline rush of getting shot at and shooting back, but because of the brothers to my left and right and all the others, I would do anything for any of the guys I've grown to know and love and they would do the same in return, The secondary goal here besides the mission is to bring as many of your brothers back home safe to live another day with their loved one's. Despite the harsh facts that going to combat your gonna have casualties. It's just a fact we can't avoid no matter how good you are or how much high speed training you have somebody's gonna get hurt or worse, you just expect the worst and hope for the best, and pray every chance you get. Well I'm gonna end by saying thanks to all my brother's and the families and friends that have sacrificed so much through this whole ordeal. Want to tell all the men and women who have paid the

The Brother I Wish I Have Known!
Your the brother I never knew. When I was in danger you were there at my side as my gaurdian angel. You are the brother I wish I knew. When mom and dad moved on from us four siblings, they still thought of their little man. You are the brother that I wish mom and dad saw growing up. My gaurdian angel you always be for me. The brother I do love even though your not here in person. The brother that I wish could have been here for graduating and a life. My hero that I wish I could have known after almost twenty years of your death that we do miss of you. Author notes This was to my brother Jason Michael Kestner he passed when he wasn't even a year old. He died of SIDS an with his 20th birthday coming up May 22nd I figured this poem would help to see that I do love my brother and I hope he'll be here by my side and the families forever.

A Brotha's Apology...
I see you sittin there...so together but inside the tears keep fallin I see the anger, the disappointment inside...I hear a voice that`s calling at nights end...u pretend it doesn`t matter that there is no one waiting at home-WELL, I know it matters because I too am alone. NOW FOR EVERY MAN THAT EVER HURT YOU, FOR EVERY TEAR THAT FELL FROM YOUR EYES..HERE AND NOW I`D LIKE TO APOLOGIZE! I`M SORRY for the many nights you spent staring at the phone, I`M SORRY for the birthdays,the holidays...just the days you spent alone, I`M SORRY for the other women that made you feel less than the queen you are, I`M SORRY that he reached for the moon when in his hand he held a star, I`M SORRY for the broken promises,the broken ribs and blackened eyes behind tinted shades, I`M SORRY for the fear you had,the risk he takes. I`M SORRY that the only time you heard I LOVE YOU was when he found himself between your thighs, HERE AND NOW WITH MY SOUL,WITH MY HEART, TO YOU....I APOLOGIZE. I`M SORRY

A Brother's Apology
I see you sittin there...so together but inside the tears keep fallin I see the anger, the disappointment inside...I hear a voice that`s calling at nights end...u pretend it doesn`t matter that there is no one waiting at home-WELL, I know it matters because I too am alone. NOW FOR EVERY MAN THAT EVER HURT YOU, FOR EVERY TEAR THAT FELL FROM YOUR EYES..HERE AND NOW I`D LIKE TO APOLOGIZE! I`M SORRY for the many nights you spent staring at the phone, I`M SORRY for the birthdays,the holidays...just the days you spent alone, I`M SORRY for the other women that made you feel less than the queen you are, I`M SORRY that he reached for the moon when in his hand he held a star, I`M SORRY for the broken promises,the broken ribs and blackened eyes behind tinted shades, I`M SORRY for the fear you had,the risk he takes. I`M SORRY that the only time you heard I LOVE YOU was when he found himself between your thighs, HERE AND NOW WITH MY SOUL,WITH MY HEART, TO YOU....I APOLOGIZE. I`M SORRY

Brother
When we were kids we loved eachother, when we were teens we partied FUCKIN hard. Brother realize that me not talkin to you and wondering what you feel makes me sick. Your my only brother and brothers stick togeather. i love you! do you love me? you stopped me from getting my ass kicked. Brother i'm sorry for hurting you in the past, but thats the past. don't live for yesterday, tommorow, but TODAY! Brother you have a beautiful daughter. we have the same bestfriend, Joey. I need you brother. My life is good, but LOVE is taking a toll on me. No not Sarah. I know can you believe I love someone other than Sarah Jane? I have alot of things i need to get movin, but i don't want you in my life when i get money. I want you in my life now. Mom and Dad.....they love and miss you. Come on Brother. Lets be a family again

Brother-sister Love
Perhaps it is because Danielle Heaney and Nick Cameron don't look in the least alike that they pass so easily for a pair of young lovers no different from any other. She is a petite, delicate, blue-eyed blonde, while he is a strapping young man with auburn hair and soft brown eyes which never stray for long from her face. hey hold hands, they kiss, they stroke each other's arms, they listen attentively to each other. They are totally besotted. What makes this scene so disturbing, however, is the fact that Danielle and Nick are half brother and sister. Incest remains one of society's last taboos, as this troubled young couple know only too well. Prison is the ever present threat to this forbidden union. "I know that loving my brother in this way is wrong morally and legally, but it just feels right," says 22-year-old Danielle. "The only way to explain it is to say that the day I met Nick, I felt I had finally met my soulmate. Everything clicked. I would marry him if I

Brother
Hi every1 I'm posting blog to get all the help I can.My brother is in the hospitol right now.He was dianosed with cancer.That started in his left leg.And now if spread to his lungs and possibly his heart.I took him to the Doctors Friday for a pretest before his surgery.And that time his heart beat was at 156 BPM . It should at 80.So we need all the prays and support we can get right now. Thank You Scott

Brothers In Arms Usmc
In honor of all Marines and FMF Sailors. Our tears flow as one Our Honor shared by all Blood of Our Brothers Sacred grounds have made Into your hands, my Brother I entrust my life Semper Fidelis © 2007 SWFLPROF@Yahoo.com

Brothers First Poem
Beauty has such deep reasoning But never does it sing to me As much as when you smile As much as when you look at me All I see all I do All I am because of you I whisper softly the truth For which soon will find your heart Yet softly you say My eyes do water My heart grows weary I cried, I withered And there you stand Fresh smile, soft glance Picks me up a new Your eyes do carry me So sweetly, a melody I can’t imagine a day without My love for which you are right now I start to cry I start to wonder My heart grows more Then twice as bold You rise me up I do say Bright eyed and full of Love I look at you and say I Love thee now, I love thee later I love thee for all my life So as simple put as one can say I LOVE YOU

Brothers Baby
I JUST FOUND OUT TODAY THAT MY BROTHERSGIRLFRIEND IS GOING IN FOR AND EMERGENCYC-SECTION. IT IS A MONTH TOO EARLY AND THE BABY IS HAVING ALOT OF PROBLEMS. THEY ARE GIVING MY LITTLE NIECE A 50/50 CHANCE OF SURVIVING THE BIRTH. AND AFTER THE BIRTH SHE HAS A 30% CHANCE OF LIVING. WHAT IS HAPPENING IS HERE KIDNEYS ARE OVERSIZED. WHERE THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO AT THIS TIME BE 4CM, ONE IS 56CM AND THE OTHER IS 64CM. THEY HAVE NO IDEA AT THIS TIME WHAT IS CAUSING THIS TO HAPPEN. THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT SURGERY ALMOST IMMEDIATELY AFTER BIRTH. SO IF EVERYONE WOULD PLEASE PRAY FOR HER I WOULD BE SO THANKFUL

Brother Passed Away Leaving 4 Kids Alone
to all my friends on fubar.my 39 yr old brother left this messed up world yesterday 5-20-2008. he was a father of 4 children and 4 grandchildren.died on his first grandsons birthday. he now joins his wife and our mother that will welcome him home. the sad things are no insurance and he still has 2 kids under 16 years that are going to have a hard way to go trying to burry there father and keep there life a float. we have started a fund raiser for them and if anyone wants to help local or far im going to include a mailing location to send anything that might help them get through this time, no cause of death as of this time. he went to sleep and never woke up. william wilson/kids 1703 south chicago street #42 joliet illinois 60436 815-726-3212 or 815-666-8699 GOD BLESS THE FAMILY...

Brother In Law Passed Away Leaving 4 Kids
to all my friends on fubar.my 39 yr old brother in law passed away on 5-20-2008. he was a father of 4 children and 4 grandchildren. He is now reunited his wife and his mother in a beautiful place watching over us all. The sad things are no insurance and he still has 2 kids under 16 years that are going to have a hard time trying to bury their father and keep their heads above water. We have started a fund raiser for them and if anyone wants to help local or far I'm including a mailing location to send anything that might help them get through this time of need. Krystal Wilson/kids 1703 south chicago street #42 joliet illinois 60436

The Brotherhood
"THE BROTHERHOOD" Once upon a time in the kingdom of Heaven God went missing for seven days. Eventually, Michael the Archangel found him. He inquired of God, "Where were you?" God breathed a deep sigh of satisfaction and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds. "Look son, look what I'm making!" Archangel Michael looked puzzled and asked, "What are they?" God replied, "It's a special person, but I'm putting respect for Life into them. I've named them FireFighters and there's going to be a balance between everything They do. For example, there's Career and Volunteers. Career is going to be paid and stay at their stations for hours and hours till replacements come, and Volunteers will be wakened in the middle of the night to perform a job few others want or can do.But paid or volunteer you can see the thin red line that joins them. Now look over here I've put a contingent of Medics and EMT's in the line to watch their backs and treat any injuries that occur

The Brotherhood Of The Sun
A MODERN STORY ABOUT AN ANCIENT ORDER An interview with Patrick Cain Q) What is the "Brotherhood of the Sun"? A) The world’s oldest and most powerful secret society. "Brotherhood of the Sun" is a metaphor for the hierarchy of humanity - the behind-the-scenes directors of world affairs. They were the original architects of civilization. The first sorcerers, scientists and sun worshipers - like Emperor Constantine, who was chief priest of the Sol Invictus - Invincible Sun - cult. Q) What’s the central premise of your book? A) There’s nothing new under the sun. More specifically, human nature hasn’t changed. Which is why history repeats. Although civilization has advanced technologically, it hasn’t evolved socially, spiritually. Even though we like to believe so. Q) Tell us a little about the story. A) The plot involves a maverick professor and student underground discovering the Brotherhood’s existence and exposing its secrets. Ironically, it backfires because societ