KatiaBut she had not an ounce of fat!
Yet she's one of my best
Standing out from the rest
And here she would draw as she sat
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Memories ane To SurrenderThere’s a freedom in this memory that the conscious can’t define That the Earth is always seeking wondering what it left behind You can feel it when you’re waking you can hear it when you sleep And you simply can’t ignore it as it calls you from the deepMemories ane To Surrender
It’s been harboured in the children’s eyes, it’s glowing in your heart It’s the music played in silence and the questions held by art This is the voyage of the living and the quest of those to come Ever shining and repeating in its sacred call to one
This reminiscence is transcendent of the past that plagues the mind It remin
by ~dressagequeen
Blind leading the ForgottenIf your bread has been buttered on both sides at once And you’re blinding salivating, regardless of the truthBlind leading the Forgotten
While insidious youth struggles on the embers of their blunts With blood oozing as you tread on them and violate their youth
Eventually they’ll find the strength to crawl up through the mud To seek the life that they have lost and vengeance for their slain Eventually there comes a time when blood must pay for blood The wars of ignorance are cruel, and needless they’d remain
If eyes could see past the clouds of objects cast in tears If monetary value could
by ~dressagequeen
nonameThere’s a brick inside the windowpane That’s been breaking for a year The leaky ceiling tries to regain But you’ve passed out on the chairnoname
There are grey spots that are creeping in your hair There is something you are searching for that’s thinner than the air
But you cannot afford it, while it’s sipping on your blood As you’re scraping for existence in a mirror made of mud
As the sweat drips down your throbbing veins There’s a truth that starts to glisten And you cannot help but listen As it drags you by the reins
Hear it in the darkness of yo
by ~dressagequeen
The Sanctuary in HonestyIf reality was mine to choose, if I had wings to fly. I’d seek out life that’s close to you, let not the day go by.The Sanctuary in Honesty
People search for lifetimes to find the one they love. Yet graced am I to find you, the one the heart speaks of.
Follow this sweet passion, for it beckons your return. Break not the intangible, which your love for me did earn.
Consumed by this desire, it is patience one must learn.
Forced serenity, for in honesty ‘tis for your presence that I yearn.
If emotions were a tapestry I’d be linen turned to flame. Quenching itself with memory, of a love that does r
by ~dressagequeen
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*note to self* call D.
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Just stoppin by to thank you very much for the favorite. But I would like to point out that I asked everyone NOT to favorite my wallpaper in the description because it's not my work.
If you really like the image I suggest going to the original deviation ( [link] ) and favoriting it there. It would not only show the original artist respect but respect for my wishes as well.
You can unfavorite my wallpaper by pressing the
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