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Published: 2005-02-23 02:50:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 343; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 120
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I gaze out over the precipice and my anger and hatred burn for those who left me. The setting sun colors the sky only to match my mood. I will push forward, I will press on. To be reunited with the very people who forgot me, and to spit at their feet drives my trek onward. Soon they will understand their mistake and there will be no helping them then.Related content
Comments: 3
LightDrop [2005-03-03 05:19:37 +0000 UTC]
I've always thaught, it's impossible to get good things out of wrath, but this piece make me thinking about again.
However, a very impressive piece of art
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dracmtt In reply to LightDrop [2005-03-03 13:58:14 +0000 UTC]
hehehe thanks. Anger can be a powerful tool and source of inspiration if you use it correctly
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LightDrop In reply to dracmtt [2005-03-06 17:36:39 +0000 UTC]
Than it seems you use it that way
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