- sky painting -i figured it out- sky painting -
that my dreams have always been too big for my head that i imagined worlds that could fit in personal joys that i put into those universes what this one doesn't fit
i was one with the universe until by a miraculous accident man found woman and i came a mass of flesh and mind and a head too small to hold dreams, hopes, love, everythings that i woke up and realized my purpose was, simply to paint the sky above my head. with loves. everythings.
tonight i watched the stars and i figured it all out that no amount of distance separates hearts or hopes;
- i'll call it poetry -you are- i'll call it poetry -
my peace at night and my
music in the morninglight you are the sky a limerick autumn and the city lights you are the architecture of a period classical-revolutionist era you are the breath of change and the grace of accepting it and you are the painter on the tightrope coloring the mirrored glass.
The sunsets and the prophets and
the modern dancers have all been my lovers before. They speak of p
- spilled lullaby -i feel sick from holding in words and staying up early- spilled lullaby -
i want to remember how i first told you secrets and my ribcage cracked to find i did not record the nuances. a water balloon exploded behind my breast, and dripped all out of me.
left me empty.
and then i scoured the works of our fairytale Atla
- voice of another language -i have taken to other languages because i want more meaning than the flat vowels of my alphabet present.- voice of another language -
i am sad of the instrumentals ones that sound familiar
and glance off my stoic heart
but when the guitar plays and the voices take over and the cadence is so musical that you forget the man is singing because it already sounds
like a sonnet beyond Shakespeare
and it drove me crazy; you handed me music and singing and dance on a circular stage and i want to dance, but i remember you liked that ballerina and i was one,
Cool Guys Don't Look at Explosions...
Tired
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[link]
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Of course it's sticky. It's lemonade.
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-俺は俺-
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For someone who once shared with me
And asked only in return that I should share with others
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"I have a license to kill and a PhD in Delicious."
-Grim
Got the lineart of yours up btw~ Durr, I still wanna color it but you can at least see how they turned out? lD; <3 *squishes*
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For someone who once shared with me
And asked only in return that I should share with others
i miss you guys.....
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Another day without you with me, is like a blade that cuts right through me... but i can wait, i can wait forever
[link] <----- this is my sis. VISIT HER GALLERY NOW
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Another day without you with me, is like a blade that cuts right through me... but i can wait, i can wait forever
[link] <----- this is my sis. VISIT HER GALLERY NOW
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