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'Belize Sunset'
"The most alluring clouds that mount the sky, Owe to a troubled element their forms, Their hues to sunset. If with raptured eye We watch their splendour, shall we covet storms..."
quote excerpted from miscellaneous sonnets, II by William Wordsworth 1888

2 Jun 2004 - :: Alone in the Darkness ::
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:: Alone in the Darkness :: It's so dark here now that the sun has set and my blinds are drawn candles unlit I can close my eyes and see just the same so I'll close my eyes, and we can play a game I'll pretend I know you since you're keeping me company I'll pretend I can tell you anything you'll hear secrets no one else will ever hear close my hands in yours and just don't notice this tear. but tonight I'll sit here I'll tell you things so long as you don't mind. And, you are dark like this night Inside my soul I know you're not really here I know you're not anywhere near You're far away and I know we'll never meet but you're dark none the less... somewhat like me. I'm innocent, and sweet... I'm not a bad person No harm would I cause, intentionally No sadness no fear But I have evil inside that I wish to share Come listen a bit if you will talk to me, if only for a thrill take away the shadows that I keep inside. Doctor Mod... what did you see in me? Did you see more than you wanted to see? It's not like you're charging me a fee to sit here in the darkness with me alone in the darkness I comb my hair how did she know I wonder.... who was here? Doctor Mod... tell me this... do I freak you out? Just a little bit? Your eyes are blue,and your hair is light I think I see horns there, just not in sight. Are you evil really? Or just in bed? Are you a bad bad boy.... or, just a good one instead? I think you're kind, sweet and sincere I should go.... it's time now that I do. back to my darkness I will retreat Lonliness sometimes.... is ever so sweet. so Doctor Mod, please tell me now, what do I owe you? and how?
*Smiles* this is dedicated nicely to a friend online.
Oh, to be able to find such nice people , who put up with me so well. :) Thanks to those of you that do. :) Love, Rhonda
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My perpetual mood: 

 | 'Forgotten Things' "Moreover, something is or seems,
That touches me with mystic gleams,
Like glimpses of forgotten dreams-- Of something felt, like something here;
Of something done, I know not where;
Such as no language may declare." Quote excerpted from "The Two Voices"
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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