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.Customized Illusion.Overcome With emotion Spells disaster.Customized Illusion.
Or devotion to another But why the need to fear The loss you haven't lost The tears you haven't cried Some say it's simple But can they say they've tried to
Love that someone So deeply as you did So deeply as you felt You should So couldn't let go Of yesterday or the next With that one on your side Listening in-betwixt Your ravings and your sincerity Fine line Between love and obsession It was No need to ponder The latter If not needed to question Due to denial
.Torn Together.I met you.Torn Together.
Divided Incomplete Resolute
No wonder my thoughts didn't sync With their seeds, sprouts of selves You weren't me You didn't have to be Something was out of my life This reciprocated in my perception of you
I realised You weren't me You were the part of me I'd never seen Finally I had my magic mirror With hands pressed upon each other Pressed upon the glass No lies came to surface No poisonous thoughts Or trying to conquer tasks to get true jewels of life Greatness surpassed us in everyone's eyes &nbs
.:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.Hush little baby. Dont you cry. Daddy's having fun. Mommy's gonna die..:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.
Daddy has a funny look. He kisses mommy with one word. "Fook.." It comes out slurred from the alcohol. "Hush now, my baby doll.." He whispers to mommy And slits her throat so grottely The wound is colourful, very strong to seem. I wish I could awake from this horrible dream. I whimper and start to cry. Why, why, why did my mum just die?
Now Daddy looks at me And I turn away "Now my petal, Let Daddy have his way." I freeze at those words. Tho
fuckfuck your little smile and your teasing little eyes fuck your tender touches and fuck your little lies fuck everything about you everything that drew me in the reason why im drowning the reason i cant swim you said you\'d fucking be there but you werent when i needed you most fuck your petty excuses to me youre just a ghost a spirit that wont leave me or give me fucking peace all i want is your arms around me and for that im losing sleep you just keep denying me of the love i know is mine im desperate cuz i need you where do i drafuck
Playing the GameHOW TO GET ATTENTION ON DEVIANTART Below are some ways to get attention on deviantART. Popularity is a contest, a game, if you will, and if you want to play it, you might well want to know what you're doing. These are in no particular order.Playing the Game
1. Have good art This may be common sense, but all too often people go under the guise that "People with art worse than mine have more pageviews than me, I don't understand." This is because they're doing other things right, not because your work is that good. You need to realize what your strengths are, and play on them. If you aren't exactly the best (be honest, very rarely do p
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Remember your darkest hour only lasts sixty minutes. You will make it through, just don't give up, nor give in.
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If she has to tell the story,
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