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As I Lay Here Dying
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As I Lay Here Dying |
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Lucius Cade Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 235Saskatchewan |
As I lay here dying I wonder why I even tried to save that man being held at gunpoint. As I lay here dying I think about my day and the path I chose to take that ended at this spot. Maybe had I slept in? Maybe had I walked the dog? Maybe had I watched T.V? I would not have been here dying now. I look at the other man and realize he is dead. In my vain attempt to save that slob I have signed away my life and future... And as I wither and die I cry, for I will only be remembered for what I've done and not for who I am... Now I beg for sleep in agony bleeding on my concrete pillow. Numb, and cold, I can not breath. My awareness collapses in all around like a tidal wave of pain and darkness smashing me, out of reality. Lucidity is the answer to all problems |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
You must have had a pen and paper with you! I enjoyed the imagination in this! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
excellent. . . is the sacrifice that we make for others worth it? superb question. . . ----------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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