

The painterAnna was a painter, for rainbow coloured scenes, things to believe in, like she believed in me.The painter
I'd sit and watch, it helped to pass the time, seeing new born dreams, who needs to understand?
Her smile a canvas, where here best work began, her eyes I always remember, when I forget myself.
still looking for the key
For a friend: MJ

You and II imagine the tear in this summer rain I imagine the breeze whispering your pain I see the smile, wilted in your face I see your guiding star, falling from grace.You and I
Your hand I reached for My hand you chose to ignore No talking between us But not too shy No talking between us Best friends you and I.
You chased leaves in the autumn eves You watched skies hide in the trees You now sigh as you struggle to breathe You still try to grin as you quietly grieve
My help I’d offer You’d rather I not bother No talking between us But n
Devious Comments
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"Found your writing on my wall"
join the undead<
great work you do
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depression»creation»salvation.
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We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
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My Stock
Thats a really hard question. Thinking is one of my worst points. My problem is that i tend to think too much, if you know what i mean. Sometimes its good
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Wee need to wear some golf shoes otherwise we'll never make it outta here alive...
Lea
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Please look around in my gallery: [link]
Medlem af =denmark
Can't think of anything else to do recently tho lol.Thanks again
Lv Vamire-Lea
Keep up the great work, hope to see more from you. Great talent you have.
Vampire-Lea
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Art so thick, you can stand a fork in it
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"There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, remember: and there is pansies. that's for thoughts." Hamlet- Shakespere
"Because everyone knows that while Glam rock may fade away again, Love is forever."-HP-ff-Angel Reid
but I wil except and return the favor.
overall, again i say it is nice
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