SHADOWS are not created equal-

some are sweet:

soothing

bringing sweet dreams

and promises of tomorrow.

but they linger outside

breathing deep the scent of clover

drinking the wet smell of growing things

only to forget.

a frightened beam of light

peers through the red door’s window

like a the eye of a dragon

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For those of you who don't know, today marks three years of Bob and I being together!!!

And for the occasion, I've dug up a poem of mine...

We fly along in your spaceship
of rusty beige and squeaky seats
for a quiet evening
our faces reflecting light of the screen.

I expected to watch a comedy
laughing till the tears filled my eyes.
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OUR share of night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.

Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way.
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards-day!

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Um. In case you were wondering, I am not ignoring everybody because of Sims 2.

No, it is becuase I do not have a reliable internet connection at my house. Bah!

I will continue talking with all my wonderful friends when I leave the Stone Age.

*tear*