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We write to forget.
We write to remember.
We just write to write.
We are the writers of DeviantArt
sometimes far and few between
but never too far to touch
the world.
Manipulating words
twisting sentences
rhyming endlessly
there will be no end
to our creativity.
We are the writers of DeviantArt
never too far to be seen
you'll catch our work on the front page
hoping for a DP.
We draw to forget
We draw to remember
We just draw to draw.
We are the artists of DeviantArt
in our countless numbers
making everything from oodles of doodles
to simple wallpaper or two.
Scetching mindlessly
filtering slowly
inking carefully
there is no end
to our talent.
We are the artists of DeviantArt
never too busy for a comment or three
you'll catch our work hoping for a look
and maybe a rare DD.
We look to comment
we look to read
we just look to look.
We are the members of DeviantArt
countless in numbers
we always are at this page
it's like our home away from home.
Submiting often
looking always
commenting endlessly
there will be no end
to us.
We are the members of DeviantArt
always looking for interpretations
we will never leave here
for we are part of the DeviantArt foundation.
We write to remember.
We just write to write.
We are the writers of DeviantArt
sometimes far and few between
but never too far to touch
the world.
Manipulating words
twisting sentences
rhyming endlessly
there will be no end
to our creativity.
We are the writers of DeviantArt
never too far to be seen
you'll catch our work on the front page
hoping for a DP.
We draw to forget
We draw to remember
We just draw to draw.
We are the artists of DeviantArt
in our countless numbers
making everything from oodles of doodles
to simple wallpaper or two.
Scetching mindlessly
filtering slowly
inking carefully
there is no end
to our talent.
We are the artists of DeviantArt
never too busy for a comment or three
you'll catch our work hoping for a look
and maybe a rare DD.
We look to comment
we look to read
we just look to look.
We are the members of DeviantArt
countless in numbers
we always are at this page
it's like our home away from home.
Submiting often
looking always
commenting endlessly
there will be no end
to us.
We are the members of DeviantArt
always looking for interpretations
we will never leave here
for we are part of the DeviantArt foundation.
Literature
Succumbing to Water
"Succumbing to Water"
A million snowflakes descending,
each one
different.
Which watery design
is your death?
Perhaps it is
the foamy monstrous walls
rising
rising
falling.
You're crushed by an ocean.
Or the river pulls and
you drift along.
Deaf ears don't hear
the resounding smash
of water
breaking like glass on deadly rocks.
Blind eyes refuse to see
the edge.
Maybe a drop of rain
touches you, tracing
a line on your face
and
you
Literature
The Drowning
The water is all around me,
Dancing shadows on the ceiling,
The surface is moving slowly,
Faces and images haunt me,
I’m overwhelmed by the feelings.
The water’s crawling over me,
Scary shadows on the ceiling,
My heart keeps pounding painfully,
The tears are falling endlessly
And the pain never stops growing.
The water is now above me,
Blurry shadows on the ceiling,
It’s getting hard for me to breathe,
It’s getting hard for me to see,
As I am peacefully drowning.
Literature
Digging
Miriam always looked worse in hotel mirrors. There was something about the lighting in these places. Maybe it was the drying effect of the unfamiliar water or the biological washing powder on the sheets and towels. Maybe it was the aging effect of a full English breakfast every morning, clogging her arteries and colon, writ large across her pores.
Whatever the cause, a pallid, dry, wrinkle-faced hag with frizzy greying hair watched Miriam brush her teeth.
It was 6am according to her elderly Nokia. The wall clock in her room wasn’t working. She wasn’t sure what year it had stopped at roughly quarter past three, but the hands
I got this idea when replying to a note that someone sent me thanking me for commenting on one of their poems. It contains 3 lines that I have always used when talking about my writing and others. I decided to use them to explain not only my writing, but everyone's I read, and art work as well. and I came up with this... I hope you guys like it.
comments are appreciated as always.
comments are appreciated as always.
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Oh, 22, lol.
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