| I dabble in digital and traditional artwork, and I write poetry and fictional prose. That said, I restarted my account (and I fail) so there isn't much in here right now! |


Mulling over Memories"Clay must feel good in an expert potter's hands"Mulling over Memories
I have a really weird memory. I can't remember what I had for dinner yesterday, but I recall random snippets from places all over my life.
Rain running down on the outside of a plastic cover that goes over a buggy to keep the baby dry. Running through fields and stealing sugar beet from the neighbour's storehouse. Sitting in a hay-filled caravan, turned on its side in our back garden.
I remember racing my brother down the steep hill up to our house on our bicycles, waiting in the rain for the school bus to come, painting my teddy bear


ConfrontationA jumble of words Spilling like water Through OverConfrontation
Under Lips
Lips that are quivering
Begging Pleading and Crying.
Sobbing with hate and sorrow Deep, cruel emptiness Lungs freezing Vocal chords breaking
Heart aching-
Despite anger so blinding. A horrible feeling; The feeling of being completely And utterly Swept away from a safe, Familiar harbour.
Cold eyes
Unfeeling Unyielding Ignoring the pain
That they have caused Silence mixes with words That are stran


Silver and GoldBlindingly gold A note high, low Both Never ending Beginnings Resonating Illuminating; A sunset so bright And yet so timid So reluctant So wavering Fading slowly away.Silver and Gold
Then whispers, Repetition; Again and again Silver and Gold Deep brass Copper Heart wrenching And uplifting.
Bass notes humming A soft after-thought A moving river bed Swept up by quick Flowing-yet-staccato Waters. Slowly descending madness Trailing down
Into dismal depths Unseen, And y


In Love with the MusicI love the sunlight on your face The dimples on your cheeks as you smile The light rebounding through golden locks That encouraging twinkle in your eyes... The way your hair frames your square jaw The shadows that are cast as you look down The deep, earthy green of your suffocating eyes ...What a sweet way to die. I adore your long, bony fingers Stroking the keys on which you play The soft, majestic look you take on As your fingers glide over the notes with ease. I'm enthralled by the way you move And sway with the beat of the music Your foot tapping along onIn Love with the Music
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by *measlyflee| Well... I'm a bit of a lunatic. This is mostly because of my fabulous friends, who tend to make me go a little crazy (little being an under-exaggeration). Other than stamping through rivers shouting 'FEE FI FO FUM' and making up new annoying laughs for myself, my favourite things in life include; -art -music -literature I have a bit of a huge goal for myself- I want to complete and publish a book. That's about it. There's a load more but I'm not great at talking about myself |
hi :3
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=The-Mighty-Badger - my mum, you have to love her, and her gallery
*Dear-Dire-Heart - my little sister, i love her to death and back, along with her poems and songs
*Nyctra - my big sister, i love her to death, just stare at her gallery in awe
I've been so inactive xD
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Your faults are never faults to me
same
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=The-Mighty-Badger - my mum, you have to love her, and her gallery
*Dear-Dire-Heart - my little sister, i love her to death and back, along with her poems and songs
*Nyctra - my big sister, i love her to death, just stare at her gallery in awe
you on holidays in England or what?
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Your faults are never faults to me
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=The-Mighty-Badger - my mum, you have to love her, and her gallery
*Dear-Dire-Heart - my little sister, i love her to death and back, along with her poems and songs
*Nyctra - my big sister, i love her to death, just stare at her gallery in awe
is that you???????
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I'd like to dedicate this song to all the dogs with epilepsy, i love dogs with epilepsy.
fotc xD
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Your faults are never faults to me
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I'd like to dedicate this song to all the dogs with epilepsy, i love dogs with epilepsy.
fotc xD
oooooh I saw Transformers!! I could almost imagine your reaction when you-know-who died... I was like, 'wow, Kailey liked it?'. And then he was resurrected and I was like 'ooooooh'.
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Your faults are never faults to me
it was sooooo saaaaad
but then i cryed with happyness when they brought him back
hehe i saw it 3 times alredy
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I'd like to dedicate this song to all the dogs with epilepsy, i love dogs with epilepsy.
fotc xD
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