StarBrite Posted June 19, 2004 Share Posted June 19, 2004 Holding form it works. Chugs along till it it's gears get twisted. Sweat pours from its levers after a hard days work. For years it stands, slowly eroding away as time passes, wearing the machine down. All the batteries and extra coverage cannot decrease the machine's time as it crawls it's way into a box and onto it's resting place. Among the machine lays its friends. Small ones, fat ones, skinny ones, all types and sizes. The machine's family comes to visit every now and then. Our scene turns now to a little boy standing tall trying to be grown up. This is but a piece of scrap metal that will go into making another machine. When he's bigger. When the machine gets bigger. Holding form it will work, chug along till it's gears get twisted and sweat pours from it's levers after a hard days work. We are the machine, welcome to our factory. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stinkweed Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 This piece is Kind of charming... I like your use of personification. It makes it seem kind of... cute. Good work here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
i_hate_the_world47 Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 That was a work oa art.A wonderful work of art.You have such a way with words,Good job. ~Meagan~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fallingisfun Posted August 5, 2004 Share Posted August 5, 2004 Very creative. I like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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