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Heart stilled...
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Very Nice
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Home
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Sitting here alone, in a bus station far from home.
Headed the oppisite direction, from a love once unknown. My hearts still with her, in its new home. I hold hers in the palm of my hand. She's given me love, I cant comprehend. Yet I must go to prepare the way. To start a new life, in a land faraway. When I return, beside you forever I will stay. DB 02/26/2008 |
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Topic:
The chase
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Thankyou for the comments...true story
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Rising Tide
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Thankyou for the comments
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Crashed my car today
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Be careful out there...glad you are ok.
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Rising Tide
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Visions of my past echo across the vast seas of my mind.
Darkness takes hold where light once stood its ground. Dreams laid waste by the onslaught of life. Gods eyes shine upon me no more. The blackness is deafening in this hollow soul. Dredged deep by years of sorrow. Waves of pain sweep away all hope left, on the shores of my heart. An eternal ocean of sorrow surrounds my diminishing island of hope. The tide is coming in for the last time... DB 2/26/2008 |
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Topic:
Last Ride
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Very nice write faded
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I make a 187 look easy
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No ninja here, but Ive got a mean Triple...
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Topic:
The chase
Edited by
klugman
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Tue 02/26/08 05:12 PM
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Doin 150 I'm havin fun.
On a straight, my back to the sun. Suddenly behind me, blue lights faraway. The twistys comin up, oh crap what a day. I throw my knee to the ground, oh boy what a curve. Still doin 100, it seems so absurd. But I must go faster, if I'm gonna win this chase. I accelerate, the wind in my face. My toes touch the tarmac, I'm goin so low. My horse is howling under the load. Concentrate I must, or I'll lose this fight. I'd be put in jail to sleep tonight. There is a road ahead in a curve. A dark mountain trail, I take the turn. Running down gravel as fast as I dare. I pull over and shut it off, man I'm so scared. Not one but two sirens I hear, pray for the best. Starting to wonder, if I passed this test. Louder they grow, approaching me fast. But then the wails fade as the hurry past. Utterly excited, copper taste on my tongue. I go back the way I had come. Once again, this deadly chase has been won. DB 2/26/2008 |
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Edited by
klugman
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Sat 02/23/08 08:00 AM
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Umm...you answered your own question.
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Topic:
to love or not to love?
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It will endure....trust me
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Topic:
Running Blind
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That was really good enjoyed it Makes me wonder what was ya doing you were not suppose to be doing? I'll never tell Thanx for the comments you guys, and gals... |
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Topic:
Running Blind
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True Story...
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Topic:
Spirit's Realm
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Very nice write Faded
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Topic:
Whats your addiction?
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My Baby's Love...
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miss missing
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Topic:
Where's the Love
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Topic:
Take my hand
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Very Nice
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Topic:
Running Blind
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Walking calmly thru the woods
Coming home from town I'm feelin good Suddenly the night has come Darkness takes hold To fear I succomb Hard footsteps, cracking branches With nervous laughter I take a backward glance Running hard thru the trees I can hardly believe what I see A dark shadow very tall Running towards me My fear explodes Tripping on a broken branch I fall in thorns they cut my hands Crawling thru the sticking vines In my mind I know its time Thunderous roar fills the air God be with me I'm so scared On my feet running mad Please dont let this end bad Blindly thrashing thru the gloom Right behind me is my doom But when I thought all hope is lost My name is called out in the dark Turning while running I look back To see my dad running behind The tree I run into stops me flat I slammed into it while looking back Waking up in my bed Blood is caked upon my head DB |
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Topic:
whispering winds
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Whispering softly thru the leaves
Summer winds, set my mind at ease Staring up into the sky Watching fluffy clouds go by Holding hands, talking low Dreams of love and life we know Stay with me as I grow old Keep me from the winters cold |
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