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The Game |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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The game Let me try to lead you astray, With a game that we could play. But the game it must play two, So let the other be you. There is a place that you must see, A wondrous place where you should be, A beguiling place where you feel. And the unreal becomes the real. Place your hands across your chest When the night is at its best. Look at the moon think goblin theme And let go like in a dream. Here we have the perfect foil Without the double bubble and boil. We are now walking hand in hand. In a true of Halloween land. But I must insist a no touch code, For if you do they will implode This place is only good till morn. And then you wake I hope at dawn. I say I hope for this is a dare Let go my hand and your forever there. A child in a world of real unreal, A child forever with no appeal. There are many that live among us now. You can tell, by looking their eyes and brow. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Very interesting piece, Seymour--would you mind elaborating a little for me? ------------------ *Elizabeth* "Dwelt a maid belov'd and cherish'd by high and low, But with autumn leaf she perish'd, long time ago..." "Something sweet, something sort of grandish, sweeps my soul when thou art near..." |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Lizzy, Halloween is a one night appear. But to some it is always here. *L* |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Spoooooooooky! Thanks for the chills!  ------------------ Denise |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Give me your hand Seymour before I go running to the door a knock I hear and a face the same as the one you told of in your game. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Thanks for explaining, Seymour. Perfect for tonight! ------------------ *Elizabeth* "Dwelt a maid belov'd and cherish'd by high and low, But with autumn leaf she perish'd, long time ago..." "Something sweet, something sort of grandish, sweeps my soul when thou art near..." |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Seymour:..If you could see my face and follow my weird humour this evening you would know why I'm laughing so much... Brilliant poem, absolutely delightful.. HUGS ------------------ You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. |
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U K Hero Member
since 1999-08-08
Posts 266England |
great seymour, much liked But I must insist a no touch code, For if you do they will implode This place is only good till morn. And then you wake I hope at dawn. I felt a little tingle reading this worded so well |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Denise, Happy Halloween. Martie, Always watch the eyes and the brow,happy halloween. Lizzy, Have a good Halloween and thank you for the read. RG, Thanks for the sweet bag of Halloween words. U N Hero, A little tingle is like a piece of candy, thank you. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
 Delightful tale Seymour! |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Enjoyed this tale much!! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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