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Creator, RevisedThe pen draws lines, long strokes, Illumination upon the paper,Creator, Revised
I know, as I stroke, creating dark smoke Upon paper, I wield the shaper, An inky beast comes to being, Seven in nature, all lacking light The pen is leaving, those Seven freeing The shape on the paper leaps bright Joy or Hate, emotion's formations Living bright on the page, without Doubt Or, in certainty, many salutations, Given a voice, and Shout out In part, their silence, I know in my heart, Shall always express a part of me, my art.
by ~chief-spazz
Such a Sharp DaggerSuch a sharp dagger, My tears stab my Heart. The keenest bladeSuch a Sharp Dagger
Sorrow doth wield. Dead and yet living, I move without purpose, To fall, and not move, My Sorrow is all encompassing, I do not struggle to save myself, I, having given up, my friends, Grasp my ever defeated hands, Grasp that ever failing chain, To pull my lost soul from my despair, But my Heart is weighed down,
And I cannot make it gossamer again, Only they have that power, my great friends, Can pull me out of my morbid thoughts Such a sharp dagger, Sorrow doth wield.
by ~chief-spazz
CreatorAs the pen makes a stroke On the paper,Creator
I know, as I stroke, I wield the shaper, An inky beast comes to being, A continual line of light As the pen is leaving The shape on the paper leaps bright Whether formations Without Doubt Or salutations Shout out I know in my heart Always a part of me, my art.
by ~chief-spazz
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The Invisibles - TeaserTorren Durst probably couldn't hear the footfalls of the Guardian behind him because the large man had taken flight. Just his luck, getting caught by a flying Guardian. He turned a corner, struggling to keep his breath even. Just a few more blocks, he lied to himself. Just a couple.The Invisibles - Teaser
He wondered if they'd realized who they were after yet. Did they know that he was an invisible? He guessed not. If they did, they wouldn't hesitate to kill him on spot, instead of taking him to Judging, like the law decreed. Of course, the laws only applied to those with powers like the other 99.9% of the population. But for people like Tor, there wa
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- Current Residence: everywhere and nowhere
- Interests: philosiphying
- Favourite artist: my friends
- Favourite style of art: what is a style of art? art is too unique to have a style
- Operating System: Neurons
- Personal Quote: there is no fate or destiny, there are only the choices that we make
- Tools of the Trade: depends on what I'm making. Generally pencils and prismacolors,but now a wacom tablet.
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THE WHEEL'S STILL SPINNING, BUT THE HAMSTER'S DEAD.
Pess/Pesu and The Judge of Abjuration!
CLICK IT OR I'LL SLOBBER ALL OVER YOU
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there are no beginnings, only ends.
there are no ends, only beginnings.
The world is doomed, for we have forgotten.
Help me, lest I tear myself apart in grief.
I am not who I was, but rather who I am.
My fish are breeding?!?!?!?!?!
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there are no beginnings, only ends.
there are no ends, only beginnings.
The world is doomed, for we have forgotten.
Help me, lest I tear myself apart in grief.
I am not who I was, but rather who I am.
My fish are breeding?!?!?!?!?!
HEHEHEHEHEHEHDIE!
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Lynne
"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart. And I will love you forever and ever we never will part. Oh, how I'll love you. Together, forever, that's how it must be. To live without you would only mean heart break for me"
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there are no beginnings, only ends.
there are no ends, only beginnings.
The world is doomed, for we have forgotten.
Help me, lest I tear myself apart in grief.
I am not who I was, but rather who I am.
My fish are breeding?!?!?!?!?!
HEHEHEHEHEHEHDIE!
--
there are no beginnings, only ends.
there are no ends, only beginnings.
The world is doomed, for we have forgotten.
Help me, lest I tear myself apart in grief.
I am not who I was, but rather who I am.
My fish are breeding?!?!?!?!?!
HEHEHEHEHEHEHDIE!
--
there are no beginnings, only ends.
there are no ends, only beginnings.
The world is doomed, for we have forgotten.
Help me, lest I tear myself apart in grief.
I am not who I was, but rather who I am.
My fish are breeding?!?!?!?!?!
HEHEHEHEHEHEHDIE!
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