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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Darkness draws, yet I beget.. hate.. they come to kill me yet... I won't die... No, no, I won't Die... Life is long..so is told.. long grows the bold.. even moreso when passion runs cold... take that drink... sing that song.. cry a bit.. the useful die young... I am old... Edward A Beerman |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Good ending "The useful die young... I am old." I like it! Joy |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
I like the endings too interesting musings as always Edward, hey get in touch sometime my friend  At last I have heard the song of enlightenment.... In your heart you can hear it now, if you listen.... It is the song your spirit has been singing since the moment of your birth. All lasting victories are won in the heart.... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
It seems the older I get the useless I get. the older I get, christ! Thanks. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Very interesting post here,....thanks for the wonderful read. |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Thanks for the comments everyone. Sorry for the delay in responding. I have fo ra long while, locked inside a prison of accepted and believed in bars. Doubt, fear, and acceptance in turn forged each chain, each rod, and finally, languid solitude of my soul. I found the tool to excape with mine own scarred soul. The pain that once tore me asunder came to cut my bonds. Anguish is a sorry savior, but save me it did. Thus I owe a debt of honor to my new captive. I feel for a new loss, yet regain a past triumph. thank you my suffering, till then, Edd |
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