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Road Rage |
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LADY_DEATH Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 105Fl |
Road Rage White-faced knuckles grip the steering wheel hard His bare teeth clenched tightly to keep the anger inside But his lid blows, and obscenaties explode Feel his revenge, from the impact of his fist Steel-toed boots leaves bruises to your chest Nobody helps you, for they fear his power! |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
yikes! ...powerful write. Definitely sounds like some road range And maybe abuse, but then, I think road rage can be defined as that... Always, Alyssa - And so it was that time stood still - |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Not bad, but a little short and lacking in description. How does the implied victim get into a position where this man can inflict damage on him with steel toed boots? I do like how you invite us to feel the rage in this man. "If history is to change, let it change. If the world is to be destroyed, so be it. If my fate is to die, I must simply laugh" |
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