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dhuron Member
since 2000-03-19
Posts 476 |
Flashes before my eyes Blinding flashes countless number of flashes What are they, am I crazy? Muzzled voices from afar, I hear them Talking about me, Why are they talking about me? Binded, I can’t move Flashes, more flashes What is happening? Who is doing this to me? Blurred vision In a room, alone My hands, I can not move my hands I am too weak to yell Faint Voices, foot steps They are coming closer getting louder, so unbearably loud Thrashing, trying to get free It is the Doctor, Panic sets in NO The lights come on, I see The rubber room The Men in white suits I feel the needle pierce my skin as a slip away... The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, not the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship." --Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Dhuron~ This is soooooo creepy!! Wow, I liked it.  -SEA |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Dhuron Been there done that, they stuck me with the same needle. And your right that’s about all you can think of. I also liked this. Joel. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Creepy... yet a reality for some. Well done  A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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