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The end... |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
So, as the night approached and the darkness was carried in a breeze was blowing the voices of the day away and the loneliness of empty space was upon us is this love, or just fate? How can you not see the future shining, ....through the empty recesses of time? Flying away, on the edge of your seat chasing the endless dream hopeing to see if the night ends and praying you don't scream Light is never forbiding just as you surely know flying high, getting up while hoping to see the end of tomorrows just for once its going over- dying, trying to begin again Grab ahold, don't let go now hold fast till the End.. for no truth in unbearable, not even the End's only sin |
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| © Copyright 1999 Edward A. Beerman - All Rights Reserved | |||
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Enjoyed the read. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Well, once again, watcher, thanks, I am glad you enjoyed.. EAB |
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