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Darkness and gloom outside of my tomb
But here I'm safe and sound
No one bothers
up over and yonder
where danger brings a frown
An owls stare
In the moonlights glare
salutes the silenced air
Your frail smile,
Was it worth while?
That's where I couldn't care.
Inspired by: vladinarium.deviantart.com/art… *vladinarium
But here I'm safe and sound
No one bothers
up over and yonder
where danger brings a frown
An owls stare
In the moonlights glare
salutes the silenced air
Your frail smile,
Was it worth while?
That's where I couldn't care.
Inspired by: vladinarium.deviantart.com/art… *vladinarium
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I grew up in a suburb. I've always lived in the same place, same house and hav
One Tune Away
"One Tune Away"
I dance away, I dance away my blues
And look down at my sorry shoes
The beat is what's keeping us alive
Dancing like clowns, staying out till five
The ska beat keeps running. It's talking to us
We get lost in the crowd to forget the bad stuff
Some use the bottle, the drama, the fame,
but we use the music. It's hard to refrain.
My shoes are reality and the beat is the dream
that's what gives my train the steam
When my shoes are worn, when I want to break down
When friends are M-I-A when they said they'd be around
All I need is one dose to lift my frown
Those good old tunes will surely catch you and patch you bac
His Soul
The door was wide open to a pathway of night, not light, for the soul isn't so bright. there is too much too be told like an ancient tree with rings of old. The core is too pure to be found so it hides away in the deep dark ground. But there's a message at the end of the tunnel you see, of truths and secrets withheld by a key. As they say a spirit is to destine the sight of the one who is worthy of whatever it might.
Devious Journal Entry
So...I should probably stop being lazy with the whole scanning and uploading business. I'm sure iv'e found my art spark again so there will definitely be more art to come :) With a new light in my life...things are actually brighter than ever before and i'm just so sicked to see what I am capable of doing. ♥ Stay tuned ;) lol
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