

DreamersIt has been a long time since I felt it The sun on my face The wind in my hair The refreshing drops of rain on a starry evening The look in her eyes Those eyesDreamers
Blue as the sky but filled with a quiet intensity that only she had It’s been a long time since I have seen those eyes Since I have seen the sun Felt the wind or the rain Or even been outside I have been locked away in here A place of stone and steel Emptiness is what I understand now And all because I dream Dream of her Dream of the stars Just a dreamer shut away
Hidden from t


UntitledI see myself thereUntitled
Staring back at me through the glass Focused eyes peering into themselves Do they even understand what I am? Can they see into the reality that exists beyond this dream that I live in Or is it I who is the dreamer? Crafting a world in my own mind's endless expance A dream where I can truely smile in Every motion I make I see reflected back at me Maybe I am the dream and my life is nothing more then an image of someone else Just a wisp of smoke in someones vast world they have made No that can't be I can't be just a fake This image
This ima


Red Red RoseIts Time Now I hold this in my hand It's soft red form crafted prefectlyRed Red Rose
Gentle, Elegant, Full of sorrow and pain I will keep this with me until it blackens Until I blacken in the darkness Fading away into the nothingness that exists within us all Waiting for the day it can consume us "Please.." it offers, "...Let me wisk you away to join the flights of angels, let me end your sorrow" It's cold in there No Light Enters
No Beath Escapes It is our end, the place to where we will all go one day
And here I sit on the brink looking down at the red red rose in my hand
by `thienbao
by ~300beatspm
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Please visit my gallery!
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"I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have."
- Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826)
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When Angels Deserve To Die
<smiles then glomps you> I love you so much my squishy man. Yay, we get to meet in April, or was it March. Which ever month the con was in Lol. Can't wait.
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And creativity, it soaks my soul
I asked not to be alone
You don't have to ask me for my hand
I already know where I stand
I only want you to love me
To hold me at night
And tell me everything will be alright
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the diffrence between Artists and other people is: people see things for how beautiful things can become. Artists see things for how beautiful they allready are!
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Fav quote:
"To realize ones destiny is a persons only obligation"
- The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
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