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Theme: Black & White
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Some of the wonderful works from my watchers, this feature is a thank you for your support and friendships I've made here on dA 
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CinquainYou are
nothing more than
eyes in a cold mirror;
a hollow reflection of who
you were.
:thumb137666268:within these wallswithin these walls
I see the trees
within these walls
they comfort me
they light my days
they warm my nights
within these walls
my thoughts take flight
to you
oh my willow
my sweet, tender willow
could you lie in this garden with me?
to you
oh my willow
my strong, silent willow
pick a flower, in this hour
remember me
within this vein
I tracked a million
some dead, some lost, some grown
within this vein
I implant my sources
take them all, take them now, I am
alone
for you
oh my willow
my sweet, tender willow
could you lie in a city with me?
for you
oh my willow
my strong, silent willow
love has raced, to this pla
The Non-SmokerIsn't it strange how you can see a person everyday and feel like you haven't known them in years? You know, you see them at school, acting normal when they're not, or you see them on the football field picking the daisies and running away from you as though a rabid dog was on their tail. You would think I should be the one being scared, because dogs chase me more than girls, but the girl I'm thinking about thought differently. A shame though, because she thought I was actually interesting.
Maybe I should start at the beginning.
Amy's her name. Amy Bradshaw, cheerleader, obsessed with miniskirts. She had another obsession.
Every morning at
:thumb190748841::thumb144395608:Who Am I?At night when to bed I go,
I remove my mask of the day;
And off to bed I where I head,
Oh how I wish bed is where I could stay.
I feel as If I can't quite decide,
Who I was today,
Or even more who I am now,
My true self long gone away.
My mind moves to thoughts tomorrow,
And which mask I'll take for a spin,
Who I'll go and try to copy,
My true personality cannot win.
Conflicting confusion bombarding my brain,
Lying restless tidbits with ease,
A single tear rolls down my cheek,
As I war to choose who I will be.
bottle in handjust to sit here
bottle in hand
to escape this pain
forget it all
just for a bit
makes a bit more bearable
Igniting Hearts.Heart initiates like an engine, churning;
Waking from its loveless slumber,
Shaking in its skeletal beat,
Pulse agitating, ready to race again,
Dans l'attente des flames -
Ils commencent:
Twirls in the dances of fire;
It's flickering flame burns all self-control.
Mon amour, laisse toi aller...
Eyes lit up mirroring my gaze,
Reflecting the match ablaze between your fingers,
Charring up bone and flesh.
Regarde-moi brûler sous tes baisers..
Kisses ignite -
The fireworks setting off in our minds.
Thrown further into the air with every touch
Watch them propel fearless;
Flying higher and higher,
Dansant dans le ciel é
Conversations With Peter“Is there a problem? You seem distraught,” he asked in a benevolent voice that was meant to calm me down but it wasn’t working, not this time.
“It’s just…I don’t know, it isn’t what I expected is all,” I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.
“Since when does anything go the way we expect, hmm?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” I laughed although it wasn’t really that funny, “I didn’t really think I was expecting something.”
“Well we always expect something its impossible to not expect anything. Its against human nature,” he smiled down at me
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