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I can see such a small light in the distance, a barely-there flame of life. I feel the breath of anger fall upon my neck, a kind of feeling that causes tension of the muscles. I don't know if I stand upon solid ground any longer, or if the floor below me is just a dream of stability in my life. Blue orbs watch you spit upon that distant flame of hope; watch you snuff it out with no regard for those who use it as a guiding light. I see a darkness fall towards me, awakening the creature of my dreams. My nightmares. He rips apart the reality of will. He rips apart all I have left. I dive into the corner, only to find emptiness. He stole the only sanctuan I had left, the only part of me that I had been able to keep. I see his magenta eyes of disdain and pain fall upon me. I curl into a ball, closing my eyes tightly. Darkness pulls me even tighter, but there is a distant light that sprung up out of nowhere. The creature pulls away, scampering into the quick-fading darkness once again. I open my eyes. You spit once again....

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Pushing a lover to love another. Are you turned on?


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The following comments are for "Until It Sleeps"
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to Tyrant Monkey
Great desctiptions. I can feel your pain because this is how I feel right now. However, the last line threw me off, it doesn't seem to fit really well unless you are talking about disdain...

( Posted by: Furius [Member] On: May 11, 2002 )





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