So long ago
And so far away it seems.
Now the only time I feel you close
is when your haunting my dreams.
Cruel fate has torn you away from me.
Her voice whispers softly
It was never meant to be.
My heart did break
as I heard you say goodbye.
I felt the world slip away
as tears fell from my eyes.
Now I...
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And so far away it seems.
Now the only time I feel you close
is when your haunting my dreams.
Cruel fate has torn you away from me.
Her voice whispers softly
It was never meant to be.
My heart did break
as I heard you say goodbye.
I felt the world slip away
as tears fell from my eyes.
Now I...
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annalee:
Oh thats beautiful! Did you see the great postcard haunter made for you? 
littledeaddoll:
ahhh!! I heart living dead dolls sooo much!! 
yay!!
yay!! Ok so I've been thinking its so funny how certain circumstances give us the direction in our lives.
For instance if I was born in a different state we could be best friends instead of meeting over a computer. Or a chance meeting on a trip or outing we could have hit it off. I could be your girlfriend or lover instead of a faceless...
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For instance if I was born in a different state we could be best friends instead of meeting over a computer. Or a chance meeting on a trip or outing we could have hit it off. I could be your girlfriend or lover instead of a faceless...
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haunterofthedark:
The movie was good!! I've only just got back and am hungry... MmmmMmm... rawrr!! Feel the force!!
Kisses & best wishes
Kisses & best wishes
alecks:
ive made that happen on several occasions
had a girlfriend from IL actually and now one from an hour and a half away
distance never stopped me
thanks for the bday wishes
=-> Alecks
::edited because i forgot to thank you for the bday wishes!::
[Edited on May 25, 2005 3:56AM]
had a girlfriend from IL actually and now one from an hour and a half away
distance never stopped me
thanks for the bday wishes
=-> Alecks
::edited because i forgot to thank you for the bday wishes!::
[Edited on May 25, 2005 3:56AM]
Mistress of darkness
Queen of the night
I rule over the creatures that hide from the light
My voice whispers to you in your dreams
With promises of desires unseen
So say farewell to the light
And join me in my endless night
Queen of the night
I rule over the creatures that hide from the light
My voice whispers to you in your dreams
With promises of desires unseen
So say farewell to the light
And join me in my endless night
haunterofthedark:
-- In Conversation with a Clown --
If it is a thrill you seek,
Then cross the moor and take a peek
At ruins old when I was young,
Of which such dire songs are sung.
Within that pile of ancient stone
which on nights like this are heard to groan
Rests the spirit of a witch,
Whoits saidwas quite a bitch.
I laughed and gave the clown his due:
He knew a tale to spin its true;
But then he raised an eyebrow high,
And grinning he did then reply:
Believe me or believe me not
I really do not care a tot
For braver men than you have found
Their child within on that bad ground.
So stay and take of this towns fare
And leave the thrills to those who dare.
I cursed the clown for his insult,
And swore I had the balls;
To cross the moor with all due haste,
And wander through those fallen walls.
And if I spy that ghostly witch,
Ill pitch her in the nearest ditch!
Without another word I turned
And started out upon my trek.
In vain the rain beat on my back,
And icy winds clawed at my neck.
But winter and its cruel attack
Was not enough to turn me back.
At last I chanced to spy the debris
Of which the clown had spoke;
And from the ruin I could see
A rising plume of smoke.
I sneered and then picked up my pace
What need a ghost of warmth and light?
If it be a witch that haunts this place
Then may my hide she bite!
I entered through the ruined gate
And clearly heard a groan:
Above the howling wind and rain
The very walls, they seemed to moan.
Nonsense! My resolve stayed true
(But my skin had lightened in hue).
The ruin held a single room
Which moss and lichen had made home;
A camp-fire, centred on the floor
Let shadows loose on walls to roam.
But still there was no witch to see,
To cast her spells and cackle with glee.
I crossed the room to warm my feet,
But found the fire gave no heat,
And when I saw within the flames
A face, my heart did skip a beat.
A severed head: a womans lips did part,
And out of that most grisly maw
A snake-like tongue did dart.
In shock, with haste I did withdraw.
Quick through the gate, across the moor
While Hells Hounds sang my death;
I ran for all my life was worth
And dared not stop to catch my breath.
In time I reached that graven town,
But nowhere did I spy that clown.
It fact, I found no one at all
And that old town began to fade,
And as the dream flew from my mind,
I realised just what had played
Upon my fevered brain last night
Just what had caused that night-time fright:
If its nightmares that you wish to ease
Eat not sandwiches of toasted cheese!
--G.T.
Have a great day, sweetness
If it is a thrill you seek,
Then cross the moor and take a peek
At ruins old when I was young,
Of which such dire songs are sung.
Within that pile of ancient stone
which on nights like this are heard to groan
Rests the spirit of a witch,
Whoits saidwas quite a bitch.
I laughed and gave the clown his due:
He knew a tale to spin its true;
But then he raised an eyebrow high,
And grinning he did then reply:
Believe me or believe me not
I really do not care a tot
For braver men than you have found
Their child within on that bad ground.
So stay and take of this towns fare
And leave the thrills to those who dare.
I cursed the clown for his insult,
And swore I had the balls;
To cross the moor with all due haste,
And wander through those fallen walls.
And if I spy that ghostly witch,
Ill pitch her in the nearest ditch!
Without another word I turned
And started out upon my trek.
In vain the rain beat on my back,
And icy winds clawed at my neck.
But winter and its cruel attack
Was not enough to turn me back.
At last I chanced to spy the debris
Of which the clown had spoke;
And from the ruin I could see
A rising plume of smoke.
I sneered and then picked up my pace
What need a ghost of warmth and light?
If it be a witch that haunts this place
Then may my hide she bite!
I entered through the ruined gate
And clearly heard a groan:
Above the howling wind and rain
The very walls, they seemed to moan.
Nonsense! My resolve stayed true
(But my skin had lightened in hue).
The ruin held a single room
Which moss and lichen had made home;
A camp-fire, centred on the floor
Let shadows loose on walls to roam.
But still there was no witch to see,
To cast her spells and cackle with glee.
I crossed the room to warm my feet,
But found the fire gave no heat,
And when I saw within the flames
A face, my heart did skip a beat.
A severed head: a womans lips did part,
And out of that most grisly maw
A snake-like tongue did dart.
In shock, with haste I did withdraw.
Quick through the gate, across the moor
While Hells Hounds sang my death;
I ran for all my life was worth
And dared not stop to catch my breath.
In time I reached that graven town,
But nowhere did I spy that clown.
It fact, I found no one at all
And that old town began to fade,
And as the dream flew from my mind,
I realised just what had played
Upon my fevered brain last night
Just what had caused that night-time fright:
If its nightmares that you wish to ease
Eat not sandwiches of toasted cheese!
--G.T.
Have a great day, sweetness
As darkness falls, Night unfolds ebon wings
to wrap the world in its dark embrace.
to wrap the world in its dark embrace.
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artsaves1228:
tank u! 
tank u! From the moment of conception we start slowly dying.
And yet living can still be beautiful.
Which means death is beautiful as well.
And yet living can still be beautiful.
Which means death is beautiful as well.
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haunterofthedark:
-- Pandemonium --
A thousand fearsome demons pace
Its floors and its stone walls;
They snort and promise Ive a place
In pandemoniums halls.
I laugh and vow Ill take my place
When Im ready and not before;
Though I will say, with no disgrace,
That I do approve of the dcor.
G.T.
Have a wonderful weekend
A thousand fearsome demons pace
Its floors and its stone walls;
They snort and promise Ive a place
In pandemoniums halls.
I laugh and vow Ill take my place
When Im ready and not before;
Though I will say, with no disgrace,
That I do approve of the dcor.
G.T.
Have a wonderful weekend
annalee:
Thank you and yeah it looks like we are thinking along the same lines ^^^
and yeah it looks like we are thinking along the same lines ^^^" BORN OF THE NIGHT"
THE NIGHT SUMMONS LIKE AN UNQUENCHED LOVE,
BECKONING WITH THE PROMISE OF DARK DESIRE.
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apexxx:
cheeta says, "Snootch to tha Nootch"
haunterofthedark:
Why, thank-you, dear... cimmerian sultriness....
[Edited on May 13, 2005 12:53AM]
[Edited on May 13, 2005 12:53AM]
Hell's Bells are ringing and they're calling me home.
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haunterofthedark:
RE: pics in the mirror
Thank-you!! You are too kind!!
The title I give to all the shots in the mirror are 'Reflection', which is both a physical description and a metaphor for the ruminations and aphorisms that accompany each image.
Bringing that to mind, I moved them all into a Pic folder of that name....
Have a great day
Kisses & best wishes
Thank-you!!
You are too kind!!
The title I give to all the shots in the mirror are 'Reflection', which is both a physical description and a metaphor for the ruminations and aphorisms that accompany each image.
Bringing that to mind, I moved them all into a Pic folder of that name....
Have a great day
Kisses & best wishes
haunterofthedark:
Thank-you... your lovely comments will be getting me all... hot and sweaty 
RE: Saddly I have no scanner
LOL Hmmm... well.. You could do what I did when I needed to send a snap from the Tate Modern after my camera had chewed through the last of my batteries last week... I popped into a cyber-cafe outside of the tube on the way home and took the required snap with one of their webcams and e-mailed it to the client from a hotmail account: D It was very important... it was one of them 'this will make you insanely jealous moments'
Kisses & best wishes
RE: Saddly I have no scanner
LOL Hmmm... well.. You could do what I did when I needed to send a snap from the Tate Modern after my camera had chewed through the last of my batteries last week... I popped into a cyber-cafe outside of the tube on the way home and took the required snap with one of their webcams and e-mailed it to the client from a hotmail account: D It was very important... it was one of them 'this will make you insanely jealous moments'
Kisses & best wishes
Man or beast, I'm neither
Yet of both I am a part
The beast dwells within my soul
The man, amongst the ruins of my heart....
The beast so hideous a thing
The man but an empty shell
Awaiting salvation that never comes
Existing in eternal hell.....
I long to see the sun again
As I long for love's embrace
But just as love can...
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Yet of both I am a part
The beast dwells within my soul
The man, amongst the ruins of my heart....
The beast so hideous a thing
The man but an empty shell
Awaiting salvation that never comes
Existing in eternal hell.....
I long to see the sun again
As I long for love's embrace
But just as love can...
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artsaves1228:
yeah i should read more of them have u ever heard of kelley armstrong?? 
yeah hubby is getting better
and thanks for the comment on my art!
have u ever heard of kelley armstrong??
yeah hubby is getting better
and thanks for the comment on my art!
artsaves1228:
hi! well i've only read one of kelley armstrongs books so far, called "Bitten" its about werewolves who are also humans...its pretty much like the same style as laurell k hamilton...i really enjoyed it and i rarely find books i can get into...
well i've only read one of kelley armstrongs books so far, called "Bitten" its about werewolves who are also humans...its pretty much like the same style as laurell k hamilton...i really enjoyed it and i rarely find books i can get into... My mind is spinning
The darkness winning
The walls are closing in
I sit crying
All hope dying
Fearing now the fading light
Sinking deeper
Always deeper
Down into my endless night
The darkness winning
The walls are closing in
I sit crying
All hope dying
Fearing now the fading light
Sinking deeper
Always deeper
Down into my endless night
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blanketmermaid:
yeah i hope to get lots of them. hehehe. I like your poem kinda how i feel right now. too bad nothing worked out for me. oh well have a good day
apexxx:
yes i do like it, just dont sink too deep!
hows the pengiun, stayin cool i hope!
hows the pengiun, stayin cool i hope!
Penguin and I are bored and we don't ever do anything intresting enough to write about .....so here we sit waiting for a monkey and his man.
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l7rules:
Happy Birthday
apexxx:
nah not really darker than normal, just a song i like...
dont vampires prefer the dark anyways?
dont vampires prefer the dark anyways?
Sitting here I just realized Ihave no sanity I haven't had it for a long time.....therefore the penguins could not steal it if they wanted to. HaHa
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minecreeper:
Rock Taco
apexxx:
Vampires, Penguins, and Monkeys... oh my!
One by One the Penguins are Stealing my Sanity 
twistedone:
Hey, thanks for the comment. Johnny Depp movies do indeed rock along with the Queen of the Damned soundtrack. I'm in love with the song Forsaken. Give me a message sometime....
mistressvamp:
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!