Wolf
Apprentice
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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Abyss
Feb 18, 2004 20:54:04 GMT -5
Post by Wolf on Feb 18, 2004 20:54:04 GMT -5
Abyss
Think of eternity
let the cold winds take you back,
far back to their origins in unknown pits,
abysses unknown even to God...
Feel the absolute;
let the darkness seize you;
wash through your shrinking brain,
lost in abysmal silence...
Experience the ultimate;
let the night devour you
and realize that light is unreal
and never did exist...
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, August 9, 1970
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Abyss
Feb 19, 2004 10:35:53 GMT -5
Post by bloodredtears on Feb 19, 2004 10:35:53 GMT -5
i LOVE the last two lines of this piece...very enjoyable...great job!
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Abyss
Feb 21, 2004 1:23:10 GMT -5
Post by SilverEyes on Feb 21, 2004 1:23:10 GMT -5
The last stanza is the best. Nice write.
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