Activities of Ron Pate

In the cold damp nights soft whispers call out to us all sending a chill down our spines. Inaudible whispers only spoken in one's mind.

Reality drifts and travels a different road, as the whispers take grasp, gently carrying us to a place only one's inner sanctum will ever know.
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I feel the warm sweet gentle smile of your face
Never imagined before such a beautiful place
Your eyes meet mine...
Look deep inside me…
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Theres no need to be alarmed, you know three times is somewhat a charm.. Im almost certain here comes another one. Maybe, all I need, is just a simple EKG.
Tick, tock, goes the clock, no one knows when it'll stop. Maybe, I just need some rescue first aid. Rest assured on that day, when I pass, my tombstone will be etched in this way....His last words read, 'I'm Fine.'
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Days are long and the nights even longer as I bide my time to survive one more night without you;

as my thoughts of you wander I see the brightest stars in the sky, all of which cannot hold a candle to you;
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