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Stryder Junior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 29Silent Hill |
Doldrums I sit around, Listening to sound of the rain, awake But not fully aware of existence. The clock making itself known, Every fifteen minutes. Thoughts of the past engulfing my mind Reflections. Voices piercing through me, screaming Echoes. The strings on my guitar, untuned A prosaic melody playing in the distance. As I waste away the day, A day that was full of possibilities. I try to think about sadder days... Doldrums. -Stryder Why do they call it "Common Sense" when so many people are obviously lacking it? [This message has been edited by Stryder (07-14-2002 02:17 AM).] |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
mmm-hmm know what you mean stryder have days like that more than I want. liked this BS. I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
I like this, I do. It just struck a chord with me.  K |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Sounds a bit like life lived here as well ~wranx "Writing is a perfectly natural thing to do...provided it's done in private and you wash your hands afterward"....Heinlein. |
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idrift2u Member
since 2002-07-09
Posts 60MD., USA |
On days like that, I like to make a big pot of coffee to kick my assh.... Nice! Thanks |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Oooh, I like this! Very musical and forlorn, in that good bluesy way. She said burn ... together. |
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