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Post by A2sHaTo on Jan 26, 2005 21:27:11 GMT -5
I tried to stop the pain, but it never went away. It just kept coming back, kept tagging along.
What a sad, sad puppy.. How could I resist? It's like I'm its master, and it's my pet.
Whenever I need a companion, there it is beside me. It's biting my arms and wrists, but it's giving me support.
It's like a little lost puppy, tempting and deceiving. It's like I can't get along without it.
They all ask for it by name, but don't know what they're getting into. The responsibilties are high-set, and it demands a lot of attention.
I tried to make it sit, I tried to make it stay. But the pain doesn't want to see things my way.
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Jan 27, 2005 2:54:46 GMT -5
this read so sad to me... great work, thanks for sharing it.
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Post by Seth on Jan 29, 2005 0:17:30 GMT -5
Lovely flow, story and style. The imagery and intriguing wording is breathtaking. Wonderful write.
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