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I do not end my life with the cutting of my wrist, or the strangle of a rope. Instead I will just sit here under the full moon, the same way we used to… Remember the feel of your touch as the waves come crashing in… Hear the call of the birds as they fly as high as you once made me feel. So on this dock, in time gone by, my memories fade… As the wind blows across the water, to the sky, I shall slowly fade away with it.
rainbringer added this comment 2010-07-24 03:20:57-05:00
Awesome! and alerted.
earthshaker added this comment 2010-07-24 03:09:12-05:00
Wow! That opening line really catch's you. Alerted and 5*
chalkdawg added this comment 2010-08-03 22:59:05-05:00
Aw, that's so sad, but it's very well done! 5 woofs.
gothgirl added this comment 2010-07-26 20:24:01-05:00
wow this is brilliant sweetie!
jag2910 added this comment 2010-07-28 04:08:05-05:00
Great! But very sad....
rainbringer added this comment 2010-07-24 03:20:57-05:00
Awesome! and alerted.
earthshaker added this comment 2010-07-24 03:09:12-05:00
Wow! That opening line really catch's you. Alerted and 5*
chalkdawg added this comment 2010-08-03 22:59:05-05:00
Aw, that's so sad, but it's very well done! 5 woofs.
gothgirl added this comment 2010-07-26 20:24:01-05:00
wow this is brilliant sweetie!
jag2910 added this comment 2010-07-28 04:08:05-05:00
Great! But very sad....