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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on Feb 24, 2004 21:02:56 GMT -5
Under the dark skies without the influence of the moon and the stars She rides on paying no deem to their absence All her bags tied to her horse, bouncing with each gallop Her mission she must complete no matter what In the darkness, a trail of footprints evident on the sand Alone on the white surface, she rides on and on Her mind focused on her task she must accomplish soon Set on finding the answer she's determinedly seeking Ignoring the distractions of cries of wolves behind her On a journey to find truth within the depths of nothingness She must learn to trust her instincts, depend on them For the answer is somewhere sleeping deep in her Waiting to be awaken to see the new dawn As the quest to find her true self begins Only with putting faith in herself to discover the answer The inevitable answer that lies inside her
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Post by bloodredtears on Feb 24, 2004 21:33:32 GMT -5
another wonderful piece...i loved the imagery in this...great job!
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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on Feb 24, 2004 22:32:32 GMT -5
thanks. lol... reminds me of what my friend said... he thought it was about a cowgirl coz of the imagery...
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Eclipse
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Post by Eclipse on Feb 26, 2004 13:22:00 GMT -5
i really liked this cause i can say i've felt the same way at one or more times. interesting write.
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Post by richie on Feb 26, 2004 14:56:38 GMT -5
excellent. regards Richie.
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