Well Paul.. i'm going to try my best but I havent been so dark lately(ITS SUMMER LOL) and well the poems here dont make me feel dark so I am going to pull up the archives and read some of your ol' beauties BRB oka you inspired me
right around midnight the darkness it falls waiting in terror to the spirits calls
alone in his grave almost, but not dead trying to get out by banging his head
a black cat crossing voodo from some child 19 more people in the witches guild
they must have summond the graveyards keeper he heard the knocking as he dug deeper
when people showed up they all knew his fate he could have been saved but now it was too late.
ohh.. dear I think i've lost my touch of darkness if i have to write about some alive body in the grave lol.. I think the devil and I need to have another terprsichore as for you Paul good to see you back.. and you better start writing again and give everyone a run for their money:P Best Wishes Krysti
it wasn't me this is an old post. Sorry to scare i just been really busy with things and stuff for quite a while. just seems like one thing after another. since i last talked to you i've moved twice and about a hundred other things have been and gone along the way. My e-mails etc have been all but completely neglected.
Course i missed out chatting but my mind has a habit of jumping around and whenever i was gonna post you or even stick a poem on here i got distracted by something else.
How are you anyway - get back to me please. I'll make time.
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain Love is like a cloud, holds a lot of rain
Small town, Illinois