Wolf
Apprentice
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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Post by Wolf on Feb 25, 2004 18:06:19 GMT -5
Night Train
Faces dart by
eyes blank, not seeing
smiles flash, not feeling
hands extend, not knowing
--minds void and never growing...
Crowds hurrying
clocks ticking, wheels turning
legs churning, always rushing
origin: nowhere; destination: elsewhere
--just riding the train to limbo
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, January 13, 1975
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amberputis
Virtuoso
~Dreams are determined by our hearts, and our dreams design the future~
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Post by amberputis on Feb 26, 2004 0:30:00 GMT -5
this made me feel like i was moving very fast, fast forwarding, instead of slow motion...very cool nice job
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Post by bloodredtears on Feb 26, 2004 11:35:20 GMT -5
i love this piece alot, especially this part: great job!
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Post by SilverEyes on Feb 26, 2004 19:19:38 GMT -5
I got the impression of slowing down as well. As I was reading this I couldn't help but be reminded of rush hour in the Tokyo subways.
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