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Screensize: 640 x 480 800 x 600 1024 x 768 1280 x 1024 UserName: Password: Format Mode: Basic  Help  Prompt  Format: Font Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Lucida Console Script MT Bold Stencil Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Verdana   Size 1 2 3 4 5 6   Color Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen Message: * HTML is OFF * Forum Code is ON [quote][i]Originally posted by vthqihm[/i] [br]>>Pls. give your comments, be they good or bad :) Immaculately white-washed walls Surrounded her as she slept. Peaceful and serene In a germ-free environment. Loose bodices pass one another With weapons against humanity In hand. Zapping in glee She dreams of long roads With never ending chases. No place she can gide. It's too late. Done. No protests. What's done cannot be undone. A river of red passes through the bay. The tide will cease. She lies unconcious As her deliverer scrubs down. A broken vessel. Helpless and guilty. She starts down the road Winding up the windows. Up up up they go. Tirades are shut off. She's to make the journey- alone. It ain't a question of morality But common sense. Love's a many splendored thing That kills. That pain sears perpetually. Only time will heal. Nothing else can. [/quote]