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Forgoteen moments |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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One day the child grows old, And loves not his parents so, One night the wife looks at her husband, Staring across the party room, And stops loving him, One afternoon the call is made, And a young couple no longer shares, Each other’s company, One evening a stranger arrives At your door, giving you the news, That your son was a brave solider, One day, when all this is done, You look at see what you’ve survived, And wonder if all this was worth it all. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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ChePacifica Member
since 2006-09-26
Posts 58Ignore Alien Orders |
some powerful lines in this - great job |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you said this well it's something I've thought about too so I enjoyed this, the way you wrote it sad stuff  |
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