

Poem 1The sky is torn and bleeding, The earth is broken and dieing, I will take a seat while the world goes under In comfort I will wait to reap heavens plunder.Poem 1
Our faces turned with necks crooked Our hearts lie, with bodies twisted Who can stop the spiral of the drain We did it to ourselves, we caused the pain.
Its thee end of the world and we are doing just fine, No help will be needed It's all in due time.
When we are given chances to love Is when we decide to push and shove I will take a stand while the hate ensues living as a mirror
Maia's adventure to the bookstore where i got some canvas board. Soooo much cheaper than canvas. Anyway, sorry i haven't posted anything new lately.
and learn how to mix colors to get what i want...
...and i need some charcoal...
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"You gotta be the one,
you gotta be the way,
your name is the only word,
the only word that I can say!"
--The Arcade Fire
<-- it's Jeremy.
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"When people choose to withdraw far from a fire, the fire continues to give warmth, but they grow cold." - Aurelius Augustinus
All of the time.
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