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Subject: -When the Sand Runs Out- Author: William [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:49:43 03/10/06 Fri In reply to: Lessie 's message, "Alone and Armed" on 21:20:52 03/06/06 Mon Sunny days seem to hurt the most I wear the pain like a heavy coat I feel you everywhere I go I see your smile, I see your face I hear you laughin' in the rain Still can't believe you're gone He chuckled from where he stood a bit behind the bench "A talking dog, thats new" He stuffs his hands into his pockets and steps around the bench, giving the pair a wide enough birth as not to iritate the short little dog. Though he clothes where well worn, he was clean and his hair lightly greased back. A chain at his waist was clipped to a belt loop and tucked into his front pocket, though the top of an atatched key poked out a bit. His boots where a bit newer than the rest of his clothes and had a bit of mud on them. His icey blue eyes glanced down at the cream and white dog, showing entertainment at the odd creature "And a corgi at that" It ain't fair you died too young Like a story that had just begun But death tore the pages all away God knows how I miss you All the hell that I been through Just knowin' no one could take your place Sometimes I wonder Who you'd be today Would you see the world, would you chase your dreams Settle down with a family I wonder what would you name your babies Somedays the sky's so blue I feel like I can talk to you And I know it might sound crazy Sunny days seem to hurt the most I wear the pain like a heavy coat The only thing that gives me hope Is I know I'll see you again some day Someday [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date -Keepin' it Together- Lessie & Max 15:43:30 03/15/06 Wed -When the Sand Runs Out- -- William, 12:42:55 03/17/06 Fri -Keepin it Together- -- Lessie & Max, 15:24:53 03/17/06 Fri -When the Sand Runs Out- -- William, 11:16:58 03/18/06 Sat -Keepin it Together- -- Lessie & Max, 14:40:15 03/19/06 Sun -When the Sand Runs Out- -- William, 17:48:15 03/21/06 Tue -Keepin' it Together- -- Lessie & Max, 21:02:25 03/27/06 Mon -When the Sand Runs Out- -- William, 13:26:01 04/05/06 Wed -Keepin' it Together- -- Lessie & Max, 20:18:39 04/11/06 Tue UP UP R U THERE? -- less, 20:28:48 05/15/06 Mon please come back! -- up:), 18:22:29 06/09/06 Fri