

BleakBleakBleak
Bleak is the appearance of the future, Wounds too big to cure, Wounds too wide to suture.
Craters cause by mankind, Craters too big to hide. Windswept empty plains, Animals gone because we went insane.
Great bombs created, With malicious intent, Gaping wounds that can no longer be mended, Wheres the messiah that was sent? Wheres the hope for the future? Wiped out by man, The greatest fiend.
Undone, Everything undone. All our great monuments, All our gerat achievments, Betrayed by our own selfish needs.


ProneMy heart is heavy, With the pain of your absence, Your hair so wavy, The scent of it encompassing my senses. When I'm alone, That's when the memories attack, Only when I'm most prone, Oh how I wish you'd come back.Prone


Not YetThe windswept train tracks embrace me,Not Yet
Snow, slowly falling down upon it, Leaving only an imprint of its crystals, For when the train comes, The snow and I will be gone with it.
Emptiness and sorrow, That is all I am, That is all I will be. Does it end today? No, not yet...
Walking across the highway, The semi trucks fly by, Tossing my hair As my feet slowly creep near.
I pine for this, To run across, As the 18 wheels skid to stop, My body being tossed, I land in the ditch, Wounds too wide to stitch, Bu
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I have to say THANKS you so much for the Watch and Faves. It is great know you like so much my art!!...
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¡ GloRy of mY woRk to JAH, the AllMigThY gOoD gOD !
Jaden joined!!!
Hooray!!
Get some art on here really soon i cant wait!!
and thanks for the faves
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Sincerely,
Chelsea.
My photos are NOT for any of your personal
uses. They are not to be used for anything what
so ever without MY permission.
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Sometimes, I hire an intelligent monkey to type these responses for me. At times, he's an idiot, so you'll have to excuse him.
teehe that sounds eeevil
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art also exists for compensating pain. -Till Lindemann
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