From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #19 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Saturday, May 9 1998 Volume 01 : Number 019 Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: a song I wrote [Shawn Duckett ] ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #18 [ICURMINE ] Re: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #18 [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us)] ET: Poem : The Loss of Innocence ["Jennifer Greeley" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 7 May 1998 21:59:13 -0700 (PDT) From: Shawn Duckett Subject: ET: a song I wrote Hello all. Its been a long time sence I'v posted anything.. and I wrote this song for my mom and sence mothers day is comeing up I thought I would dedicate it to all the mothers and my mom.. :) so here is it.. I hope you guys like it.. it is called - --------------------------------------------- There for me You were there for me, like an angel in the sky. I saw your footsteps, when I walked down the street. Telling me to do right, when ever I did wrong. You were always kind to me, when ever I made a mistake. REP. You were always there for me. Yeah you were always there for me. You were there for me, every single day. We laphed and we played, every single day. We had ower arguements, like everyone dose. We never ment to hurt eachother. and we saw eachother, every single day. REP. You were always there for me, eventhough I never relized it. Yeah you were there for me, no I never relized it. You were there for me, Yeah you were there for me. Repeat, softly. I know that everything I did, was not alright with you. and I know that everything I am is, because you loved me too. Writen by, - -Shawn- - ---------------------------------------------------- Hope you liked it. :) == Night Angle: I'm a fallen angel, with broken wings. I need a little help,to get back up flying again. -Shawn- _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 May 1998 08:45:30 EDT From: ICURMINE Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #18 does anyone else get some of these twice? some in digest form and some others all by themselves? Tim ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 May 1998 09:37:54 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us) Subject: Re: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #18 yeah I get them twice. it's almost annoying actually. sam moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 08 May 1998 17:15:06 PDT From: "Jennifer Greeley" Subject: ET: Poem : The Loss of Innocence Hey all.. First of all, thank's for all the support that you guys have given me the last few days.. But the main reason for writing this (besides a poem) is about the "special guy" that i wrote about in the other letter.. He is now my EX-special guy.. I can't stand it anymore, and after an argument this evening, i've decided never to see him again... hard choice but it had to be done.. i'll be happier about this decision in a couple of days, it's still being absorbed.. Now, the Poem.. Don't mind this poem, it's rather to the point you could say. Depressing, yes. And quite long I'm afraid. I don't know how i got the subject of the poem, but it came, so i wrote it down. (Almost missed the beginning of one of my classes because of it, for i knew i had to write it down at that moment, or i would have never gotten it finished.. just one of those moments i suppose).. but anyways, enough of my ramblings, i'm sure i've done enough for one week at least.. - -- Jenny The Loss of Innocence - -------------------- Murders Slayings Slaughters Butchers Executions Put me to death. Kill me, Don't love me. Hurt me, Don't comfort. No pain, No love. Make me one, Make me whole again. Let me breathe Let me feed on life. We are the spirits of the living, The voices of the dead. Wake me from my slumberous sleep. Wake me with the blood of others. Kill me Slash me Cut me Stab me Torture me Shoot me. Please, Make me bleed. Make me cry out in ultimate pain. Take your sword of lust and passion, stab me again and again. Blood, drip drip drip down my vulnerable body. Kill me Red, Red Blood. My life may end. My death may begin. But blood will be my companion. My saviour. Love will be my death, My end to all knowing. Love me, But please be gentle, when my blood slowly starts to drip down. Please be careful not to cut too deep, And be sure not to kill me too quick. I want to see you until the last moment, the last breath I take. Put me to death, Put me to the ultimate test, Love me. - -- JLG April 9, 1998. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 08 May 1998 19:51:26 -0700 From: "Carhyl Ambert" Subject: ET: I'm heeeerrreee!!! Hi there It's Carhyl here I finally posted something...Anyways I feel there is not much of an intro to make about me since my sister said practically everything sooo I'm just gooing to post a poem I wrote today at work hopefully soon I will get into that jungle that is my room and pull out old journals and post more poems but this is it for tonight...comments are welcome. How did you do it? You made it seem so simple through my hands you touched my heart I could actually feel your heart beating I was never one to fall easily but if there was ever a time I wanted to learn it was right then while you wereholding my hands and I wanted to say I felt the same way but maybe you already knew maybe you could feel my heart too Somehow I hoped to be free to be able to feel like you do to be able to say these things you say I wonder if you understand that my heart skips a beat everytime you say it everytime and then you look I'm my eyes and time stops but it goes by so quickly Whenever you start this game everytime my hand dances with yours I wonder if you know every little thought of mine I only wish I could be with someone like you... There you go. Its kind of long I know but I hope you liked it anyway. Its about being scared (like I am) of falling in love even if you like somebody...and its also about feeling sorry for this guy who likes me and I don't like him back...(and he holds my hands constantlly because he does my nails) I'm going to sleep now... Carhyl the bittersweet angel ~my glass is not half empty but its not half full~ Get your FREE, private e-mail account at http://www.mailcity.com ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #19 *********************************