surrounded by people, yet completely alone,
me, a breathing dead-weight, an inert frozen stone.
no ears to hear me, no one knows my name,
i live in a nightmare of apathy and shame.

hollow the hunger, no pangs of wanting i feel,
no sleep can revive me, nor doth waking seem real.
i am surrounded by people, yet all by myself,
no hope here abides, my life is lived on a shelf.

*******
with your breathing
*******
with your charms,
*******
in the light of day,
*******
in your arms.

*******
with your heart,
*******
with your soul,
*******
just to keep me warm,
*******
in the cold.

*******
if you want to,
*******
when you're on the phone,
just as long as you make sure you
*******,
for my funny bone!

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some poems are just meant to be completely stupid.

...and fellatial.

I'll have me an Irish Coffee,
make sure the coffee's fresh and stout,
add a dash of dairy cream,
and do NOT leave the whiskey out!

http://beautyineverything.com/4819896887

Here's the ****** recipe:
"Black coffee is poured into the mug. Whiskey and at least one level teaspoon of sugar is stirred in until fully dissolved. The sugar is essential for floating liquid cream on top.[11]  Thick cream is carefully poured over the back of a spoon initially held just above the surface of the coffee and gradually raised a little.[12]  The layer of cream will float on the coffee without mixing. The coffee is drunk through the layer of cream. To ensure the integrity of the ingredients of Irish Coffee, NSAI, Ireland's national standards body published an Irish Standard, I.S. 417 Irish Coffee in 1988.[13]"

D-NOTE--It doesn't say a ******* THING about adding Bailey's Irish Creme or canned whipped topping and a plastic shamrock to the top of the ******* drink, now does it???
Anyone making Caife Gaelich with trendy ******* add-ons should be beaten with a shillelagh!

if i could,
i would
write a poem or a song
about you every day,
place a flower in your hair,
say all the things i wish to say.

but,
i have nothing more than
empty hands
and hollow sighs,
yet my heart does sing
certain songs of you,
though most are kept hidden deep inside.

Music and flower:
http://beautyineverything.com/5071028261

The Tao doesn't take sides;
it gives birth to both good and evil.
The Master doesn't take sides;
she welcomes both saints and sinners.

The Tao is like a bellows:
it is empty yet infinitely capable.
The more you use it, the more it produces;
the more you talk of it, the less you understand.

Hold on to the center.

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"Lao Tzu is believed to have been a Chinese philosopher (a person who seeks to answer questions about humans and their place in the universe) and the accepted author of the  Tao te ching,  the main text of Taoist thought. He is considered the father of Chinese Taoism (a philosophy that advocates living a simple life).

Read more: Lao Tzu Biography - life, name, death, school, book, old, information, born, time http://www.notablebiographies.com/Ki-Lo/Lao-Tzu.html

Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-tao-2-when-people-see-some-things-as-beautiful/r/#ixzz11xNle0lV

Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-tao-4-the-tao-is-like-a-well/#ixzz128aUI49p

Rang 45 minutes ago for pain reliever.
nurse just came i and told me:
"Sorry, pharmacy says we're out."

and then walked away.

Yay, me.

i have told them they better fix me,
i have told them loud and clear,
they better fix me ******' fast
or i will vanish in thin air.