On the cusp of what I can perceive, is a feeling so tangible it becomes a part of me. One cannot explain or convey the power of solitude and pain, it disarms and weakens, causing my body to go lame. Out of arms reach its a constant existence, though dulled by your love and your nurturing presence. This is how the cause and effect came to spin within, a cycle of emotion which you tempered and so I felt that a new life I could begin.
Though as shown in each and every past story, sorrow never rests until it has its victory. Triumphed over by the past, its something through which my spirit cannot last: I can neither withstand n
On the cusp of what I can perceive, is a feeling so tangible it becomes a part of me. One cannot explain or convey the power of solitude and pain, it disarms and weakens, causing my body to go lame. Out of arms reach its a constant existence, though dulled by your love and your nurturing presence. This is how the cause and effect came to spin within, a cycle of emotion which you tempered and so I felt that a new life I could begin.
Though as shown in each and every past story, sorrow never rests until it has its victory. Triumphed over by the past, its something through which my spirit cannot last: I can neither withstand n
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Taking your art to the next level in 2015!
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Duel of the fates
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By :icontechgnotic: techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
Famously said by many, “Ninety percent of success is showing up.” How true it is about a soul killing combination: looking at what our own first efforts in any endeavor, particularly art, result in, and then looking at the works of far more experienced artists. Giving up always seems the logical, if panicked, next artistic decision. But it doesn’t have to be that way. Art is as much a healing ag
Some thing
Ticks
Something ticks
What difference in this
Beside the same as
You are, you live, you breathe
And someone is, breathes, lives,
As though you could be lumped in with
Some undistinguished being,
As undistinguished as this thing is
That passes on to me.
It seems that lately my usual means of expressing myself has decided to abandon me
I find myself unable to draw or paint or anything...I can't even doodle something half decent! Aaaah it's driving me insane
Right when I need a relase the most, before I implode- my drive to draw is gone
Too many things going on in life right now and it's all messing with my head
T.T
Well I survived a blazing fire....but now I'm missing Mozambique....
I got to see my Crisps sooner though so weoh! (^_^)/
Stilll, I miss the beach and Fatimas
Tu cheiro gastro um belinho redondo e chato ;P