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Where are you, my love? by antoanette

This picture has that kind of sexy innocence that I'd love to see more of. It only shows enough to make us scream for more. The intrica...

Skull soldier by V3GAR
by V3GAR

That's a tough one. There are several aspects that drew my attention to this piece of work and they all seem to be worth a mention. 1) ...

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Some days caught fire
Making us birds, dressed in feathers
Who flew higher and higher

And it was not only wings we grew
For our legs would take us just as far
When we had another pair -
And whatever way the East wind blew
Our senses sure would lead us there
- -
We were cats
Had nightsight and nine lives
We were tigers and dragons, and horses and mice
But whatever we were our shell made us strong
And if one of us roared, we would strike up a song

We were a wall of faith and sound
When war was waging all around
While we fought battles of our own
Though hard words would break no bones
We felt like heroes through all of these days
Sharing brains and hearts and – 'Come what may' 's

Knowing that we're stuck in human skin
Feeling weak within – and outside, too
When I think of us and them and you
I am now grieving for the children we were
Who came home carrying dirt and sun in their hair
Dryad by FuckYourselfx3
Dryad
I'm giving up on this... at least for now xD first wanted to shade the leaves and add some details, but I don't have the patience.
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A punch
A crunch

A twisting sound
Some feathers falling to the ground
She's stumbling, struggling for release
She spent a lifetime on her knees

With bruises on his sun tanned face
He's walking through the darkest place
With peaceful smiles he's burning bright
And letting out a joyful cry
While licking blood right off his lips

She's been a good girl
Always nice
Just once she stood up for her rights
But once was still one time too much
For heaven doesn't show you love

She's fallen
fallen down and out
And trying now to lift her up
Is like pouring rain - Reversed
Back into the clouds

He's walking
running on his own
Still shaking but he stands
His ground
He knows her ways
Was there before
Is looking right into her core

She sees his hand - And backs away
All feelings have long gone astray
All feelings but the one called fear
He knows she doesn't want him near
Yet cannot help but pull her up
And tell her to just shut her mug
Because he knows she's so in pain
But also that she talks in vain
Since prayers all remain unheard
In the hells of every human's world

And that's what fallen angels are
Not more or less than human trash
And crying doesn't get them as far
As breaking rules
And breaking backs
Fall from grace
blaaaaaaah it's more of a sketch than actually finished, but I felt like loading it up anyway...
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If U want 2 know bout me u simply could ask, u know?
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I'm loving that cheesy stuff way too much... just stumbled upon an older exam sheet... and found that.

Funeral Blues (W.H. Auden)

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent all the dogs from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the piano and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let the aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'he is dead'.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my north, my south, my east, my west,
My working week and my sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Maybe it is just me being sentimental, but i somewhat like the way he writes... this overdramatical bullshit, we all puked on paper once or twice at least, but in a more elegant tone. Plus, I believe him... and I guess it makes me think... OKay, I'm stopping that right now xD Don't wanna torture you with poetry^^
  • Mood: Adoration
  • Listening to: the keyboard
  • Reading: poetry
  • Watching: screen
  • Playing: nuthin
  • Eating: tic tac
  • Drinking: nothing

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maxlake2 Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Photographer
Brook,
Don't worry, I'm sure you'll travel again soon! :pat:
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maxlake2 Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Hobbyist Photographer
I have my little moments, dear ;)
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FuckYourselfx3 Featured By Owner 6 days ago
gosh, I haven't been on a journey since forever. I should really scrape up my money...
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FuckYourselfx3 Featured By Owner 6 days ago
oh my, thank u^^ u're so nice
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maxlake2 Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Hobbyist Photographer
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