From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #122 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 Wednesday, April 28 1999 Volume 02 : Number 122 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: a poem NOT about Colorado [Mandabear four ] ET: a song I wrote [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: Witch [Trexd5@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1999 17:09:59 -0400 From: Mandabear four Subject: ET: a poem NOT about Colorado ~Ille Nocte~ I realized it was over before it began. Your eyes were crystalized with confusion. I never wanted to admit it but you were right. When I watched you walk away, tears in your voice, I hear the message your weren’t giving loud and clear. My pride was too bold and never gave up. I still held onto those memories for a while But now’s the time to purge the pain. I forgave you all the hurt and sorrow you’ve given me Will you take it away? I just want you to go away happy and content. <3 always ~Mandabear~ The Forever Seeking Teen Angel comments will be greatly accepted. =) ________________________________________________________________ Get secure free e-mail that you don't need Web access to use from Juno, the world's second largest online service. Download your free software at http://www.juno.com/getit.b.html. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1999 19:19:07 EDT From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: a song I wrote Hello, Well as of now I don't have a title if you have one please tell me. Also tell me your comments and things I can make better about it. It's raining outside and I think I'm gonna cry you used to wipe away the tears now they just stay frozen on my cheeks rain reminds me of nights when you held me so tight kissing away the fear and pain inside me it's still raining outside and I wanna cry I want to be in your embrace again like I was so long ago the stars are out now and I think I'm gonna cry they whisper the sweet things you would say you made the pain float away from my lifeless body and make me whole again you'd wipe away my tears and make me feel real Chours:(looking a lot of help on chours, never been to good at them) rain, it's raining agian I want you here but you left me you ripped my heart out with your teeth you left it beeting on the floor rain, it's raning again Looking at life though glazy eyes the world is hazy you always told me "things will change, and I would move on" at first I didn't believe it but, I've moved on and I don't need you no more ****************************************************************************** ******************** well I guess that's about it.......please help me with it!!!.........bye Rebecca the Fallen Angel "Maybe I could've loved you better Maybe you should've loved me more Maybe our hearts were just next in line Maybe everything breaks sometime" ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1999 19:48:40 EDT From: Trexd5@aol.com Subject: ET: Witch Angels ~ This peoms is not only about witches ... but its also about all of the people who arnt understood.. People tend to fear things that they dont understand... Thats why the burned men and women at the stake for being acussed of being a witch... I think one of out major problems in society is that we tend to disinclude people who are "different"........ Well heres the poem ... Sorry about my bable about witches ! "Not Understood " You're not understood. Having to go through life explaing must be tiring. People fear you because your different. But is that the real reason ? Maybe its because your strong. Maybe its because your powerful. You lay in the soul of witchery, Bottling up your power because you're not understood. Your great ancestors were hung~ You wish that was still legal becasue every time you walk down the hall people stare. Not becasue your unloved, just not understood. Well thanks for reading it.... Everyone who reads this poem I'd really apreciate it if you responded to it with your feelings about it... I love to get everyones opinions on my poetry.... thats the main reason I joined the list :o) Well talk soon :o) ~Dan ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #122 **********************************