What you think you see in me
is a reflection in what you see in yourself
therefore a picture in your mind
You are you're worst enemy
I'm NOT your enemy
go fight the man in the mirror
I won't condemn you nor commend you
I shall not cast pearls to swine...

Blame it on me
It's all my fault
Point that finger my way
Your way or the highway

My cousin went to prision
It was my fault even though I hadn't seen him since age 10
I was years and miles afar
When he ruined the family lounge and bar

Why blame me?
I'm out of here
Go blame it on the man in the mirror...

D. Clare

How much does the truth cost?

I asked her a question, for free the sun comes up she said

I asked a black man, he said ******* whitey I then cried

I ask a police man then got sent to jail

I asked my sisters they lied and stoled my money and blocked my emails I dunno why?

I asked the birds, they **** on me then flew away

I asked my mom she died yesterday

I asked my step dad drunk on ***, he told me I was no good called me a hood at age 9, he said I was a good for nothing ***!

I asked my ex wife oh what woes, she divorced me ran away her new husband wears my old clothes

I asked the priest by the church who kicked my broken leg

I asked my government for assistance but I was denied

I asked for a job I applied
The boss cheated my pay

I'm homeless today
All I ask is why?

D. Clare

"With a Wink of Her Eye"  by DAVID JOHN CLARE

Tell your lovers not to look at the wink of her eye
Tell all of your lovers not to watch her
Tell your lovers not to fall for the wink of her eye
�cause then she gottcha
B.g.
Oh ** oh oo whoa oo with just a wink of her eye
Oh ** oh oo whoa oo she�ll steal your lover away
Oh ** oh oo whoa oo with just a look in her eye
Oh ** oh oo whoa oo she gonna take him away

V 1
She came  in  to town on a midnight train,  anonymous caller she, a mysterious  dame
Out of the shadows she walks, to magically appear
I�m tellin� ya fresh my sisters, got some awful things to fear here
She can slave your man in a minute with talk so lyrical
Unique feminine freak, a ****** miracle
First she opiates his mind then double he�ll see
Loose all sense of time, deep in trouble he will be
She knows what she�s doing, her instincts are cold
Men they surrender, just do what there told
She�ll put his mind in motion, charge the fool fare
I�m tellin� you fresh my sisters, ya got to beware

Beyond the likes of a cool call girl, a sucker for her date
She�ll leave his soul and body in a crazy hazy state
A jealous woman could now complete this scene
To set the up course for the likes of lady libertine

Chorus
Tell your lovers not to look at the wink of her eye
Tell all of your lovers not to watch her
Tell your lovers not to fall for the wink of her eye
�cause then she gottcha

Bridge
If you get near her, you hear the voice of a
Siren
Don�t you look at her, don�t you touch, you�ll start cryin�
And if you dare embrace her fool, you think you found a rare jewel
But she can tear your heart out, and do it with your own tool !

V 2
Her life�s a paper-back book with clever words on her lips
She�s got a face could launch a thousand ships
Showing her how the sorry ladies man
Never care who she took, just catch as catch can
You can tell by her moves and that slit up under her dress
She�s a one trick pony ahead by her breast
She�s got a photographical smile, Greta Garbo movie hair
She can tear any man down with that cat like deadly stare
Don�t look into her eyes, she�ll control you blind,
You�ll want to wine and dine her, but your mind she�ll sixty-nine
A cursed sight she�ll allure, now don�t you concede
�cause if you touch her now boy, you surely will bleed
Ladies save your man from this terrible *** corruption
Future fate of your doom, is driven by her
Compulsion
Gently kiss his eyes away from her animal lure sensation

There�s no way of banning this **** man-killer creation !

Chorus
Tell all of your lovers not to look at the wink of her eye
Tell your lovers not to watch her
Tell your lovers not to fall for the wink of her eye
�cause then she gottcha

Bridge
If you get near her, you hear the voice of a
Siren
Don�t you look at her, don�t you touch you�ll start crying
And if you dare embrace her fool, you think you�ve found a rare jewel
But she can tear your heart out, and do it with your own tool !  


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When you came to me baby you were somebody fine
Not the type of guy to try and use a cheap line
You really care-me not just feel like an act
So how do you explain the fact that
You’re hurting me; oh your love is hurting me

When I first stared into your sinister eyes
I failed to see into your brilliant disguise
I felt weak; I tried to hide
I felt pain, I wasn’t quite your size
Your love is hurting me; oh yes you're hurting me

You’re hurting me. Your love is hurting me
Oh, it’s hurting, hurting, hurting, hurting me…

I don’t mind a game when you love me like you do
But this intense kind of pain, it tears me right in two
You simply call my name I do what you want me to
Sometimes I feel ashamed, I get used to you

I love you like crazy, but you do it so rough
To be with you baby is dangerous stuff
I’ve learned wild things that I wouldn’t dare to show
But there’s something now baby I think you should know
Youre hurting me; oh, he’s hurting me…
He’s hurting me. Your love is hurting me
Oh, it's hurting, hurting, hurting, hurting me…

I don’t mind a game when he love me like him do
But this intense kind of pain, it break me right in two
You simply call my name I do what you want me to
Sometimes I feel ashamed, I get used to you, ooh…

By: David W. Clare
(about my long bed pillow with Zebra like stripes)

She sleeps all day and night
Let's me hold her tight
In bed she never complains
She always looks the same
Wears the only clothes she has
Let's me kiss her soft and pretty face
In her black and white pillow case

She is about four and a half foot long
She likes me to sing to her my newest poems and songs

Never in the mood to eat
Let's me use her to rest my feet
She's cute clean and chubby
She knows I won't cheat, thinks I'm her hubby

So soft, cuddly, warm and fuzzy
Better than any girl who's kissed me under the willow
I'm in love with Miss Zebra, my fluffy, yummy, great-big pillow...

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