Leavingso, yes. I am going to leave deviantArt. This account lost its purpose a while ago- it no longer is of any use to me. Farewell.
Thank you especially to OutofSpite: your comments and feedback were wonderful.
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larkcan you feel the sun? it's that rat-trap ticking I feel that you've won- the last call is on the line tell me- is this fun? I can't see geometry press your hand to my face and fall...lark
can you touch the dark? it's that rat-trap ticking dying is the lark- the last call is on the line the future seem so stark- I can't see geometry press your hand to my face and fall...
the bird, its feathers askew, lets out a last piercing keen before the wind sweeps its voice away, and all meaning is lost...
by ~Nadaroot
shatteryou, you there... with the wind in your eyes and theshatter
sadness in your lips... cages must fall on this day.
long listless streaks of nothing slamming doors- don't fade away ! shatter the win do w with your glare
by ~Nadaroot
Cityby day-City
by day the offices are crammed like cells, but at the touch of darknesse,
eyes- bright, glowing, neon assemble at the flip of a breaker the breath [grey and toxic] floats away on the nightwinds
by ~Nadaroot
boxesWho would think outside of a box? Is not that phrase inside the cliché "box" of statements? Originality cannot be stimulated- it comes from with. For a person to different, all they must do is pull out a strand of their essence, their core, and engrave it into their work. They say that all people are unique; therefore should they not use their difference to be original? To tell one to think "outside the box" is hypocrisy. Another well-worn statement that much better suits the idea of encouraging originality is to just "be yourself."boxes
by ~Nadaroot
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27 NightlightThe fireflies don't shine [all night] So we'll have to provide27 Nightlight
our own nightlight.
And I've never seen
Your eyes so wide As the moment before You strike that match And we manufacture our own Personal sunrise.
It took that spider 15 minutes to build It's web But, it took 2 years, 3 months
And a day for this to end As we watch the fire quickly spread Like flames to a strand.
All that they abandoned Is now ashes on the wind For our cut of the money And the joy of watching Our ember-bodi
by =Out-Of-Spite
Heart Shaped TearsIt’s as though you're here In my own story. Faces in the rain Tell a different story. Flowers in the wind and rain, Rewrite the ghosts of poets into someone else's story.Heart Shaped Tears
Only dreams to play with, clowns made of tears. Destiny always fades in the distance But no one gets anywhere without following their dreams. I cry and cry to let you know how much I feel. He cries and cries to let her know he'd do all it takes. We cry and cry filling up the empty cage, Where my love is set free.
Open it up and you’ll see Tears are where my heart shoul
by ~DrowningByWords
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- Current Residence: Vermont
- Favourite movie: Invisible
- Favourite genre of music: Instrumentals
- Operating System: mac
- Personal Quote: The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Tools of the Trade: pencil, paper, and imagination
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