| So far, this is my favorite work. I think any writer (or artist in general) can relate to this. It's a constant battle between distraction and perfectionism. |
| So far, this is my favorite work. I think any writer (or artist in general) can relate to this. It's a constant battle between distraction and perfectionism. |


PurgatoryThe haze of impossibility fades, and all that remains is the weightless sensation of transcendence. Across verdant fields of endless nature does the soul soar onward, beyond the familiar, beyond the known. Into the deep orchestra of color and lucid fluidity the Heavens beget their almighty warmth. The clouds part across the sapphire dome, encasing the whole of Paradise and the winds fade to but a pale breeze. All things return to stillness; the realm is at peace, its sublimity paramount. The gentle breeze combs the lush gardens with an invisible hand, searching throughout the endless green for the eyes that perceive. And the eyes seen aPurgatory


FallingWhere are the long hours we spent loving? Where are the songs we were singing? Where is the love we loved being?Falling
It hangs by a thread on the edge of a knife, Will you not lower the blade? Will you not give me mercy?
In the late hours I spent crying, All things coming to light, Whilst I sat in the dark.
I love you A thousand times I have said, Will you let this be the end?


Hypocrisy, Thy Name isAt what point are my so-called delusions justified? At what point does the hatred in my heart pass as righteous? Why all the things that happen are wrong and a mere result of me and my idleness? Why must I always been the apologetic one? Why is everyone else blameless?Hypocrisy, Thy Name is
You call me paranoid. You call me deluded. You call me angry. You call me dismal. You say horrible things behind my back and I never want to hurt your feelings. So, I remain silent. You say I am bitter when I am trying to be honest. You say I am worthless when you measure the superficiality of your own importance: youre just as worthless. Y


LegacyThat is what is most important to me in this life: a legacy. I want people to think of me with kind, unambiguous memories. To be called a friend, gentleman, uncle, husband, cousin, lover, father, nephew, grandfather with genuine affection would be my greatest splendor in this world. But my dreams shrink inward, the light of dreams fade, and I see the reality: I see myself standing with my arms crossed looking down at myself. I say, This can be yours or not. It doesnt have to be but it can. All you have to do is try your luck and not regret it. Or regret that you never tried. Hate what you are or accept me. But hurryLegacy
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If all is fair in love and war does that mean it's legal to shoot my partner????
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"To be happy is to be content with one's mind and body. To be content with one's mind and body is to be stupid."
- ZhaR
im appreciate you
i like DOGS(^^)
I love dogs, too.
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.:* Just So You Know... I Did Love You*:.
(Yeah they talk about her and she smiles like she\'s so tough. She says, 'Hey, could you talk a little louder? I don\'t think my heart's broken enough'
"Today I Will Be Happier Than A Bird With A French Fry"
you got some really nice works here!
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My world, My love, My life
Can you take a look at my gallery [link] please, I would appreciate that
thanks for the favs
its really appriciated
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.:* Just So You Know... I Did Love You*:.
(Yeah they talk about her and she smiles like she\'s so tough. She says, 'Hey, could you talk a little louder? I don\'t think my heart's broken enough'
"Today I Will Be Happier Than A Bird With A French Fry"
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"Political correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a dilusional, illogical liberal minority, and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end."
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~Elvis Aint Dead, Cuz I Heard Him On The Radio~
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