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Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: poem [Seth Fulmer ] ET: apathy n such [Courtney M Gordon ] ET: eyes [winters ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 08:22:16 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: poem Ok, I was sitting at home on Sunday(mother's day) when I started thinking about Holly and how she, when I was up there, looked like she would make a GREAT mother. Then I thought about how I have this feeling that I'll get my first girlfriend, kiss, etc. about 30 seconds before I croak OR that I'll have an unfaithful wife and even until the second I die she betrays me and tries to put me in pain and misery(unsuccessfully of course cuz I am me hehe :), ok enough ego for one day)...and of course Holly(and my relatives too) keeps saying I'll meet the right person I just have to be patient. But like I wrote this poem based on the 2nd scenario about the unfaithful wife. Any questions or comments can be sent to me :) A Man's Last Dying Wishes to an Unfaithful Wife by Seth D. Fulmer 5/9/99 You told me you would love me until the very end of time and told me I was special that you held my name divine Now I'm on my deathbed lying in torturous agony The sun has failed to reach my eyes My faith has left me too and now you walk away from me Into the arms of husband 2 My prayers left unanswered, My hopes true to the dime I sorta knew life would betray me since the day I was conceived My life is so disordered I feel like I have failed But something tells me that God will save me The very second I am dead With everything in chaos and pain all I can see I surrender all my soul to the angel of death, standing in front of me In heaven I will be Turn out all the lights please Put on Toccatta in Fugue Give me something good to think about as my life is taken away ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 18:41:44 -0400 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: apathy n such (untitled, of course) He was funny that way. He seemed to have no idea how awesome he was. It was times like those, the ones in his apartment, that just made me want to shake him until he understood how much he meant. If that was at all possible. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (yet again untitled, as yall knew it would be) I find myself feeling nothing but apathetic thoughts towards you anymore. You can act like you're sugar and spice and everything nice, but we all know the truth. (It's false behind the dirty talk) You can con everyone you know into thinking that I am the bad seed. That you are the good child, and I am a bad influence. but we all know that truth on that one too. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The part about it being "false behind the dirty talk" was taken from a song by EvE 6, just thought I'd say that to prevent flames any questions and comments are accepted with open arms! Please! love and luck always courtney ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 May 1999 15:29:39 -0700 From: winters Subject: ET: eyes i saw everything in everybodies but mine. i saw mountains in his. pain anger agony. i saw nights when they were shut tight, trying not see. i saw days when they were bloodshot, filled with false pride. i saw oceans in her's, life, exisistance. a calming peace. the strength in color. the way they never darted or stared. i saw candy in my firsts, a carmal. how they made my sweet tooth going. but i saw nothing at all in mine. bland. dull. the real truth behind my laughter and creativity, i'm actualy hiding behind flowery words and paintings. in reality i'm a boring brown. i envied each boyfriends, since they are the window's to the soul. i would see pain in each set, and then i would want to hold onto him forever. but there was nothing lingering in mine. in friends i felt this jealousy reaching out when men would comment on how beautiful their's were....never mentioning mine since they are so very common placed. mine are larger then most, circles. round. childish. they are the main feature on my face, but not redeeming. when i wear green i can get rebellious and trick unsuspecting bystanders into believing they are always like that, the color of a deep dark green. too big and too dull. no life. and then he came around with his beautiful arian blue-green eyes that look like the pacific ocean on good days. he came around with his shining souls which prove everyone elses to be ugly and meaningless. and he came around saying the words i have only dreamed of, telling me how beautiful mine are. the mystery that they hold, how expressive and magical they are. you hardly see such dark eyes with blond hair he said. i ,i felt for a split second that perhaps i wasn't gepped out in genetics. because i am his brown eyed girl. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #142 **********************************