Quotes about use, page 3
Who I Used To Be
(Clint BlackHayden Nicholas)
The memories and emotions that I've been through
Are things I can't unlearn
But I won't go on standing on the bridges
You've tried so hard to burn
I can't put those fires out and let somebody in
If everything my life's about is who we might've been
Till we forget the love we lost we won't remember
How to love again
That's who I use to be holding onto nothing
Giving everything I use to be to belong to someone
That I know is who I use to see when I looked at you
You were never I use to be and I'm not who I use to be
Coming to my senses now I'm feeling things
I thought I couldn't'dt feel
I don't take for granted if it feels like love
It must not be real
I still find myself out on some bridges now and then
I'm stuck out in the middle trying to reach the other end
But I'm through holding back the flames
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song performed by Clint Black
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Go For The Throat (Use Your Own Imagination)
Words and music by rick nielsen
Dont call me baby
Dont call me your inspiration
Dont call me jealous
I dont need you
Dont try to use me
You can use your own imagination
Just a little bit of information before I leave you
You gotta go for the throat (you can use your own imagination)
You gotta do it alone (just a little bit of information)
I am what I am (you can use your own imagination)
When I go for the throat
Dont try to please me
You just give me idle conversation
Doesnt give me any indication or reason
Dont try to use me
You can use your own imagination
Must be some sort of explanation or reason
And I go for the throat (you just give me idle conversation)
And I do it alone (you can use your own imagination)
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song performed by Cheap Trick
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Go For The Throat
Words and music by rick nielsen
Don't call me baby
Don't call me your inspiration
Don't call me jealous
I don't need you
Don't try to use me
You can use your own imagination
Just a little bit of information before i leave you
You gotta go for the throat (you can use your own imagination)
You gotta do it alone (just a little bit of information)
I am what i am (you can use your own imagination)
When i go for the throat
Don't try to please me
You just give me idle conversation
Doesn't give me any indication or reason
Don't try to use me
You can use your own imagination
Must be some sort of explanation or reason
And i go for the throat (you just give me idle conversation)
And i do it alone (you can use your own imagination)
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song performed by Cheap Trick
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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Hudibras: Part 2 - Canto II
THE ARGUMENT
The Knight and Squire, in hot dispute,
Within an ace of falling out,
Are parted with a sudden fright
Of strange alarm, and stranger sight;
With which adventuring to stickle,
They're sent away in nasty pickle.
'Tis strange how some mens' tempers suit
(Like bawd and brandy) with dispute,
That for their own opinions stand last
Only to have them claw'd and canvast;
That keep their consciences in cases,
As fiddlers do their crowds and bases,
Ne'er to be us'd, but when they're bent
To play a fit for argument;
Make true and false, unjust and just,
Of no use but to be discust;
Dispute, and set a paradox
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poem by Samuel Butler
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Merlin And Vivien
A storm was coming, but the winds were still,
And in the wild woods of Broceliande,
Before an oak, so hollow, huge and old
It looked a tower of ivied masonwork,
At Merlin's feet the wily Vivien lay.
For he that always bare in bitter grudge
The slights of Arthur and his Table, Mark
The Cornish King, had heard a wandering voice,
A minstrel of Caerlon by strong storm
Blown into shelter at Tintagil, say
That out of naked knightlike purity
Sir Lancelot worshipt no unmarried girl
But the great Queen herself, fought in her name,
Sware by her--vows like theirs, that high in heaven
Love most, but neither marry, nor are given
In marriage, angels of our Lord's report.
He ceased, and then--for Vivien sweetly said
(She sat beside the banquet nearest Mark),
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poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Sonnet: Mind Control
What is the use of climbing a tall peak?
What is the use of running fastest mile?
What is the use of treating child born freak?
And man forgets his basic tenets, while.
What is the use of winning track-car race?
What is the use of reciting from heart?
What is the use of walking back in pace?
Living our life here on earth is an art.
What is the use of achieving great things?
What is the use of caring for beasts sick?
What is the use of going through fire-rings?
A man forgets to keep the soul quite spick.
Life is art; to achieve things we ought;
Man must try to control his evil-thought.
31-7-2000
poem by John Celes
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Where Are They Now?
I...
Am not the same,
As...
I use to be.
And...
Where are those use to be's,
People believed...
Would never leave.
No I...
Am not the same,
As...
I use to be.
No I'm not.
And I...
Hope I'll never, ever...
Remain,
Unchanged...
To stay the same.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Turtle Use to Rush!
You taught my turtle how to walk on a leash.
When you babysat my turtle.
But now my turtle's mood,
Has become distant and cranky.
My beloved turtle now gives me shifty looks.
And I know with me it's angry.
Since the babysitter I picked and booked.
When my turtle use to hear me turn the key,
At the front door.
My turtle use to rush to me.
But no more!
You've got my turtle trained to believe,
It needs a leash...
To eat with me Chinese.
And I use to love how my turtle ate Wonton.
But from within its shell...
All it does is just peek on.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving Up Lip When Tilted
What you've got,
I...
Use to have a lot of.
And what you've got...
I,
Once had.
And...
What you've got,
I...
Use to have a lot of.
And...
So glad,
Those times have gone.
And not with me to carry on.
Giving up lip when tilted...
I had.
Giving up attitude with it,
I use to have a lot of.
Running my mouth and not listening...
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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