Amount of texts to »anymore« 11, and there are 11 texts (100.00%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3)
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Average Rating 1.818 points, 2 Not rated texts
First text on May 24th 2000, 21:16:39 wrote
Groggy groove about anymore
Latest text on Aug 9th 2002, 04:12:30 wrote
john about anymore
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on Aug 9th 2002, 04:12:30 wrote
john about anymore

on Aug 13th 2001, 17:33:44 wrote
Pain about anymore

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Texts to »Anymore«

Groggy groove wrote on May 24th 2000, 21:16:39 about


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The shops, the streets are full of old men who cant think of a thing to say anymore.
Sometimes, looking at a girl, it almost occurs to them, but they cant make it out, they go pawing toward it through the fog.

elspeth gingle wrote on Jun 12th 2000, 11:07:36 about


Rating: 6 point(s) | Read and rate text individually

Where am I?

How did I get here?

The small black moth floated across my vision. I could not tell what it was at first, it was a blur. The blur hovered close to my face for a while, checking me out, perhaps I was a blur to it as well. At last it, pulled back, and I saw it properly. Dainty, its wings flapped furiously fast, it held itself aloft.

Tempted to reach out and touch it, I sat on my hands. I remember my mother telling me, that to touch a moth is to ensure its death. So delicate are its wings, that the slightest pressure breaks them. And so, they fall, out of their orbit, and lie destitute on a window sill. No more the moth they once were, out of circulation.

I do not know how long it takes for a moth to die, when it lies there, say on a windowsill. I do not know how a moth normally dies – does it get tired and stop for a rest, never to take off again. Or does it just fall out of the sky, suddenly, and unexpectedly?

Do birds just fall out of the sky dead? Do we know anymore, fe people ever think of animals dying naturally, at least not where I'm from. We just wonder, but never enquire.

If I did touch the moth, and it did fall, how long would I remember it?

How many things, like this moth, have occupied heightened moments, only to be forgotten? What will I remember tomorrow, that I can't/couldn't today?

instigated wrote on May 13th 2001, 21:50:59 about


Rating: 4 point(s) | Read and rate text individually

One cannot feel anymore
One cannot hope anymore
One cannot dream anymore
until one cannot grieve anymore

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