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..venezia V.. by roblfc1892 ..venezia V.. :iconroblfc1892:roblfc1892 534 94
What am I?
I tried to lift myself up but the wind wouldn't carry me like before. I fell from my flower bed and looked around. My wings felt light and my shoulders burned. I haven't experienced this sort of feeling before. I looked behind me and my once gossamer wings gleamed in the sunlight with sweat that shone so brightly all the humans in the world could have seen it. The sunlight streamed through them so brightly it hurt my eyes and my shoulders felt pain like never before. This was no normal summer heat. It felt as if my shoulders were attracting the sun's light and burning my shoulders like they were targets for throwing stones. I couldn't go to work like this but I needed to clock in and tell my superior officer that something was wrong and I needed to see a medical professional. Pulling myself to a standing position, I wiped the dirt off my legs and walked to our station for elderly or sick. Like a bus transport except much more humiliating. Mostly because it's for those
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Amber 2 by Temerly Amber 2 :icontemerly:Temerly 10 17 Color Spectrum Of The Mind by MeggieLaFey Color Spectrum Of The Mind :iconmeggielafey:MeggieLaFey 4 10 Scar Meme - updated by hope-is-overrated
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mY liE by iloveyaks mY liE :iconiloveyaks:iloveyaks 12 6
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He pricked me with a needle
Of course I cried and screamed
I wailed and whined and kicked and bucked
But He just watched on calmly
Once I'd settled down again
Once again the needle He did apply
And what do you think I did again?
Well I think I poked Him in the eye
Each day He worked to mend me
Each day I fought Him anew
Each day He grew more determined
Each day I resisted too
In old age I grew weaker
But His strength never declined
He of course won more often
And I simply resigned
Over the course of my life I've felt Him
Giving me little pricks
Some hurt more than others
Some needles pricks were sticks!
Yet in the end He pulled me to Him
And revealed to me as I sat upon His knee
That I don't always know best
He knew what He was doing to me
And when He flipped my life over
And laid the finished product in His hand
I could only stare in awe
As He murmured "I had a bigger plan."
Now I saw my thrashing had only marred it
And my stubborness given it holes
Surely He hadn't needed that many k
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Mont Saint Michel - 2 by BenHeine Mont Saint Michel - 2 :iconbenheine:BenHeine 1,850 130 Mess Mess Ness...Mess by MessuNya Mess Mess Ness...Mess :iconmessunya:MessuNya 3 10 Violeta Scheiman by MessuNya Violeta Scheiman :iconmessunya:MessuNya 5 10
Fall into dreaming, dark and deep
Where secrets in the shadows dwell,
We join you as you fall asleep.
Into your head feel fingers creep
On your sleeping mind they'll cast a spell
Fall into dreaming, dark and deep.
All thoughts of hope from you we sweep,
Your skull a barless prison cell
We join you as you fall asleep.
Your fears a harvest for us to reap,
Spread plagues, create your personal hell
Fall into dreaming, dark and deep.
We have deaf ears, can't hear you weep,
Can't hear you cry, can't hear you yell
We join you as you fall asleep.
You'll 'pray the lord your soul to keep'
Fragments inside your broken shell
Fall into dreaming, dark and deep
We join you as you fall Asleep.
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All in the Mind by Sapient-Butterfly All in the Mind :iconsapient-butterfly:Sapient-Butterfly 17 7 Death - Painted by Sapient-Butterfly Death - Painted :iconsapient-butterfly:Sapient-Butterfly 11 0
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United States
Current Residence: Massachusetts
Print preference: Boot
Favourite genre of music: All
Favourite photographer: Robert Mapplethorpe before going insane
Favourite style of art: My Own .. hey at least I am honest
Operating System: Do we compare penis sizes next?
Shell of choice: Unfortunately the one I have now
Wallpaper of choice: One that stays on the wall successfully
Skin of choice: it depends on the wine
Favourite cartoon character: Marvin Martian
Personal Quote: "Whom the Gods destroy they first make mad."

It's almost over

Journal Entry: Tue Apr 19, 2011, 2:57 PM
I am dead but I am still waiting for the coroner to pronounce the time of death. Thus I shall wait just a little longer for that to happen.

I can no longer lay claim to being even a small part of society nor part of a family for that matter. A part of the human race I am not.

Loneliness has finally managed to embrace me within her cold arms forever. There is no longer any chance of escaping her.

Being alone was once a choice. Now all of the choices have been removed. Everyone has retreated from beyond my sight. I have been confined to solitary.

Seven days a week all I have contact with are memories. All that I hear are whispers and echoes of the past. No one cares that I am all alone.

Oh how I crave for another human voice. I yearn to hear the words "How are you" because I know that I shall never hear the words "I love you" ever again.

Warm embraces and genuine smiles have left my life on the other side of the abyss eternally. I can no longer be loved by another person.

There once were smiles and sunshine in my life. The sounds of a child's laughter as once evident to me. Now the darkness has enveloped them.

I no longer gaze towards the stars and wonder. The feel of sand and the sound of the surf are no longer within my mind.

I have heard so many false promises of false forever's. So many lies of eternities that would never happen have been uttered to me. The only true words ever spoken to me by others were the words "Good Bye".

The ever present darkness now controls my constant thoughts and my written words. I am but a shadow amongst bright lights and dancers.

I no longer keep past photographic memories. They are all false facades. I only keep those that I now create. All filled with darkness and despair, death and tears. They reflect the true me.

Once I thought I caught a glimpse of myself but it was just a shadow. It must surely have been me. Void of all light.

I am now a leper, scorned and abandoned by humanity. Alienated and isolated I am. Donne was wrong. A man can be an island unto himself.

Euripides said "Whom the Gods destroy they first make mad." I believe this to be true.

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VertigoArt Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2012  Professional Writer
Happy Birthday sir.
Tabetha-Sioux Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
love your art!
LaurieLefebvre Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
where did you go?
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jackyteufelchen Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2011
Thx for the Watch...
rasmus-art Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
Thx for the Watch!
OlyaInWonderLanD Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
Thanks a lot for the watch!!!!!!!!!
CaronCecilia Featured By Owner Jun 13, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
happy birthday!
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Dreamer1104 Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2011
thanks for the watch! how have you been by the way?
EternalSolaceEssence Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
hope all is well or at the least--heading in that direction ...of sorts. keep your head up. :wink:
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iammentallyill Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2011
thank you for joining.
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