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Free verse № 71332

glimpse

Member since 2001 · Posted 20 Oct 2003 · 8 comments

walking along, I'm in his home as much as he is; he doesn't remember through self-inflicted daze what it is to have four walls and a door that locks.

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8 comments

[10] INTRANSIT 20-Oct-03/7:41 PM Reply
jsp?id=....oh damn, I deleted it. Curse my Sagittarian self!!!!!!
[n/a] nentwined › INTRANSIT 20-Oct-03/7:55 PM Reply
hrmmmmr?

hmm. would you like something undeleted?
[10] INTRANSIT › nentwined 21-Oct-03/11:42 AM Reply
If that is an offer, thank you. I need to learn from my mistakes, and replacing my work won't teach me. Deleting my work doesn't help anyone else either. I must decline.

Why is it you remind me of Geddy Lee?
[n/a] nentwined › INTRANSIT 21-Oct-03/3:06 PM Reply
That was an offer; it's as simple as flipping a bit. But as you wish. :)

Geddy Lee?
[8] Shuushin 20-Oct-03/9:13 PM Reply
this leaves an impression that is belies its size.

does the door lock so people like this can't get in? (so believes the common man)
[10] <{Baba^Yaga}> 21-Oct-03/2:18 AM Reply
unfallable.
[9] dancin_n_da_moonlite 26-Jan-05/11:02 AM Reply
i like this
-mega
[1] conny lingers 7-Feb-21/12:20 PM Reply
Meaningless