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the last station
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the last station |
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desperado Member
since 1999-05-24
Posts 312FT Hood,Tx 
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waiting and watching the seconds tick away one by one they melt together and pass through the day and I'm waiting for the train to take me at the last stop on it's meandering line the train of love I've never been on someday it will take me away but not today the last one to get there the last one to know it's been here and gone and I'm still holding on hoping to see the show knowing it's already left here the station is empty it echos the silence so thick you could never punch through and it's bearing on me as though nothing else exsists and the songs of laughter and tears haunt my mind losing everything I thought I'd find and gaining the world in return yet still without the most precious gift and I sit here on the waystation of loves train alone waiting for the ride to return from the one way track of life and wondering why I ever left and where I still might go from here and the loneliness is unsettling even my mind ignores my thoughts of humor and fun as it has since I departed the train of love its odd how the people I have met can fade away still there yet gone still friends yet not so close just a faded memory of who I used to be and where my dreams will be who can tell the world I knew as heaven turned to hell and it's beyond my control these tears I cry though I swore they would never be seen and my world is no longer the same I should be happy at the good news but my heart has only found the blues I'm lucky in friends and last in love no one to talk to and hold at night the secrets I have will never be shared the darkness within will never see light and try as I might these tears will fall cause the train I want to ride has left me and it might never come back People demand freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid. --Soren Kierkegaard |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Sweet Des!  You know, that train is going to come back for you when you aren't expecting it! I sure hope you're well, my friend. This, as always is excellent! The conflict well presented...the ALMOST resolve there fighting the knowledge that you should still be hopeful. I love this. Its good to see you in here. Your storm of assumption feeds anger I am calm enough to hold inside. Don't pretend to know me if you've never put stretched out your heart with since |
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Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
Merry Christmas, Santa Claus! LOL What do you want for christmas? Want me to send the Polar Express and pick your ass up and bring you over here to boring old Kansas? *grins* I'm having a party on New Years if you can make it. Just send me an email and I'll get you my address. I'll be in California until then, though. hehehe Sunny CA. Wish you were here, bro. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Yeah sometimes it seems like the last train...James |
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Siofra
since 2000-09-28
Posts 551State of Suspended Passion |
Hey..just don't give up on its arrival! It will be back! very emotional search..enjoyed. I am many. |
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desperado Member
since 1999-05-24
Posts 312FT Hood,Tx |
temptress - yes I'm actually going to reply. hehe scary isn't it. ;P thanks hun. and I know it will. it's only a matter of time... masked - would you believe that I'm on call that night? I'm not allowed to drink in case a soldier at ft hood dies. damnit! my 21st new years is supposed to be spent drunk off my ass, not sober as hell. and you aren't the only one I'm having to shoot down. amy invited me up to dallas for her party and I'm going to have to decline that one too. it sucks. james & siofra - thanks. I appreciate it. People demand freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid. --Soren Kierkegaard |
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