August 18, 2004
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these days pose for pictures no one takes - i had left a note to myself to write about the rainstorm we had some time ago - nothing quite takes my breath away or stirs my need to write something meaning-full as raindrops pounding down - ruminations of a dilated mind -
there are plots about - revolving around a girls night out - to the local goth club -
whispers tantalize - but if you do not listen - they do not tease -
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what do you do when someone wont listen? what happens when you are screaming right in their ear but they twist everything into how THEY feel? how do you make someone hear you who is too clouded to listen? Just silent desperation..frustration.. so many words i dont know.
nice personification.
have fun at the club. count the leather.
Thank you so much for your comment. The rain lately has suited my mood quite well. I don't think I've ever danced or painted better than in these incredibly stressful time in my life. Why is my art so much more detailed and expressive when I am in so much pain?
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Urgency compels us to give our all, for it will be the only chance we get.
Does not apply to overnight assignments.
I will state for completion I love your opening. It's poetic and smooth.
I love the rain too....lightening a little scary but beautiful!
i love goth night.... when it doesnt get too silly.. as it frequently does.
whispers always tantalize.. whether you listen or not is inconsequential.
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