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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again 
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*special thanks to alex, judy, and nick. those "mixed signals" made more sense than you'd think... =)* *mixed signals* Sometimes there's just no better way to say... To describe all the dirty things on a beautiful day. Is that girl sleeping beside you, tell me... Is she the one? Is it money, the looks, or drugs? Or are you here just for the fun? You said you are an executive, but that's not the truth, now is it? You sport nice suits and expensive shoes but in fact you're just the assistant. You've got a heart of gold deep down; you just made few mistakes. You're up to your neck in credit card debt; snort a line and it all goes away. All the pretty things we try to be. The person deep down no one wants to see. I can't express in any better way the one real thing I have to say. Call me a fake and say it's a lie, but inside, my soul is about to die. Life is so much at twenty-five years old. Too young to be married; too old for alone. You lead your fiancee around by his nose. Accept his ring: Say yes; Say no. A shivering answer that nobody knows. "Better take him." "Better break him." Or the door will close. And your best friend says, "I'll love you always." Will you go with him or you fiancee? Try again with a friend, or do you get engaged? Spark a cigarette and smoke it all away. All the pretty things we try to be. The person deep down no one wants to see. I can't express in any better way the one real thing I have to say. Call me a fake and say it's a lie, but inside, my soul is about to die. You wanna tell the world the things on your mind. Snickers and Laughter: the judgement you find. Your writing, it has a whole lotta worth. But you can't please the world with just one work. You don't live to write, but you write to live. Don't lie; Just try You only get what you give. You say, "Send the cynics to Satan and Damn the critics to Hell." But how can the world see your worth when you can't see it in yourself? The expression of your depression comes in very simple way. Your eye's are crying, your soul is dying. One more glass and drink it all away. All the pretty things we try to be. The person deep down no one wants to see. I can't express in any better way the one real thing I have to say. Call me a fake and say it's a lie, but inside, my soul is about to die. Sometimes there's just no better way to say... To describe all dirty things on a beautiful day. < !signature--> Everyone's got their demons. We all got somethin' to atone for. [This message has been edited by Ethan_Halo (edited 07-28-2000).] |
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Martini Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 308Toronto, Ontario, Canada |
this was great!! I really really enjoyed it!! wonderful!! "In three words I can sum up everything I learned about life: It Goes On" ~Robert Frost |
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Erin Member Elite
since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527~Chicago~ |
amazing...this was really good...keep up the good work... ~IF YOU WANT SOMETHING VERY BADLY~SET IT FREE~IF IT COMES BACK TO YOU~ITS YOURS FOREVER~IF IT DOESNT IT WAS NEVER YOURS TO BEGIN WITH~ |
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sherm Member
since 2000-07-21
Posts 94Evansville,IN |
that was an awesome poem keep up the good work |
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Chel Senior Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 511Baltimore, MD, USA |
Hey, great poem. Keep up the good work. Thanx for the reply to my poem. Chel "True friends stab you in the front" "True love last forever" |
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