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08-01-2010, 11:54 AM | #1 (permalink) |
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Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Purgatory
Posts: 749
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I miss Fasho
Dear Fa$ho,
I'm in a dark room. I can't see anything. I get up. I struggle to stand. I almost can't, I can't see my hands and I'm afraid to move. The room looks pretty much the same with my eyes open or closed. I jump a little, trying to keep my balance. I'm a little scared to walk around. What if I fall again? What if there's furniture or something in the room? What if I bump into something and get hurt? I have no idea where I am or whats around me. I fall down again. I start to cry a little. How did I get here? Am I safe? The tears are streaming down my face. The floor beneath me and the tears on my face are the only tangiable things I feel. I see a light. At this moment, the light is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Its far away. I follow it. I walk towards it. Its warm, its alive, its wonderful....I'm closer to it. But its so far away. I run to the light. I run faster and faster, with every fiber of my being. I run what feels like the longest distance in the world. I'm there. I'm at the light. The light comes from a computer. Musicbanter.com is up. But Fasho hasn't posted in over a week! The world is dark again. |
08-01-2010, 08:13 PM | #8 (permalink) |
killedmyraindog
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Boston, Massachusetts
Posts: 11,172
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a long, long time ago
I can still remember when that poster used to make me smile... Seriously, we give him a member interview and he leaves for over 30 minutes. WTF?
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08-01-2010, 09:05 PM | #10 (permalink) |
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Join Date: Jul 2009
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