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the lamb
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the lamb |
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poetry_queen Member
since 2006-02-02
Posts 94england, |
He waits, feeling the cold beneath his fur. Chewing grass agressively as his hunter gets near. He swallows knowing of nothing else to do. The painful noise of the wheels roaring through the field. He cowers, knowing it's his turn; about to lose his identity and everything he knows. His master embraces him, but he cannot prevent his fate. The shears quickly cut away at his fur with no emotion. He's no longer a lamb. He's one of many, naked of all his being. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Phew i thought he was for the chop for a minute there.LOL..enjoyed the read and suspense..thank you.. Goldenrose. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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smithdr Junior Member
since 2006-02-25
Posts 26 |
this is good. interesting theme. David. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
How did I miss this? I thought the poor fellow was a goner too. Enjoyed, Leanne. |
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