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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again 
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*this is about, and dedicated to, alex, judy, and nick. thanks for the inspiration. if you'd all just change your points of view, those "mixed signals" make more sense than you think. enjoy* *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 shot 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. Everyone's got their demons. We all got somethin' to atone for. |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Ethan, this is some writing you've put forth... So compelling the scenarios described and the 'mixed signals' as you say this is a good read my friend!  Coco |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Great poem. I see where you are coming from. I especially enjoyed this lines. Call me a fake and say it's a lie, but inside, my soul is about to die Great work. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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EagleOne Member Elite
since 2000-03-07
Posts 2829Between a laugh and a tear... |
I enjoyed this one, a great read! "The heart and soul have no illusion of boundries when friendship is the quest" ~ My Angel. |
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Jenn E Senior Member
since 2000-08-02
Posts 589Kelowna, BC, Canada |
This was really good........so full of truth....very deep......A powerful write.....Enjoyed it. Jenn E |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
This is deep. Trying to drown or drug our sorrows away. And they go, but only momentarily! To just be yourself, the best way to go. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
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 shot 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. =================== Ethan... Ive said it before and I'll say it again ...you rock baby .. and your wise beyond your years... you always have been..but that comes from living it all to soon...I know...you know. Im so glad you back and I hope your friends see the messages that you offer in this... I posted a request to you in my reply on my post....check it out later-gone too long gator I missed ya me |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
so many times we tend to try to please everyone else, when pleasing ourselves will not only make us happy but make the other people we know happy as well. So as the old saying goes just be yourself. GREAT POEM |
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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again |
Thank you all soo much for the positive feedback on this. you guys an gals sure know how to make a poet smile! i had doubts about this one, and i still do. but thanks for investing the time to read, reply, and enjoy. lesson learned? count on poets in a pinch to pep up your perkiness from the pooper. thanks again! |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
Wonderful writing. Really enjoyed the thought put into this piece. |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Ethan...WOW...WOW...geez guy you sure packed alot into this one and I am so glad I went looking at all those I had missed...again WOW!!! |
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