| A lot of pics are in the folders and aren't shown in the gallery.. Much love ^^ |


Red Light DistrictHer body stood before me A nude canvas of flawless perfection Dark hair cascading down naked shoulders Symphony of chestnut, chocolate, aurburnRed Light District
Glassy, crimson, pouted lips Parted in a soft, sad smile Second only to the deep storm ocean Piercing salty eyes
Her touch, a lingering feather's brush Her voice, a harp strung choir Smoke stained morning halo light Soft, pale satin falls undone
Sinful lust of a new-age saint Succumb to shuddering passion's grasp Crushed beneath the bodies groan Rise and fall of rhythmic tide
In


Nothing's Gonna ChangeAs the window fogs I find myself waiting for a change Some profound, speechless moment Where everything falls into placeNothing's Gonna Change
But nothing's gonna change
I waste away wondering Where I could be now All the joy I could have, all the love In this moment of regret
Nothing's gonna change
She looked at me through the broken glass As if it meant something As if I could understand
But I can't, my hands are shaking, stained with blood
Nothing's gonna change
I'm sorry, truly I am But my apologies don't mean much anymore


The MetamorphosisWhen life itself became too hard to bear He woke up with a hard and rounded shell, A thousand frantic legs swing in the air Irrational escape from life's true hell. His family screamed and recoiled in fright As he fed on rotten cheese and old meat, Climbed on the walls, scurried out of their sight Beneath the couch, hidden under a sheet. But while confined within an insect mind Wasting away, alone, between four walls,The Metamorphosis
He left a cruel overworked life behind Burden left to rest where it really falls. F
| A lot of pics are in the folders and aren't shown in the gallery.. Much love ^^ |
--
Thems Fightin' Words!!
--
Like wolf/fantasy comic's? check out my comic Whispers in the dark
--
Never play leap frog with a unicorn.
--
\"There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass. -Charles Bukowski.
--
Sephiroth... I dream of our reunion....
Do you like my Art? Join The Kenshi Factor
--
"There's love in our bodies and it holds us together. But pulls us apart when we're holding each other. We all want something to hold in the night. We don't care if it hurts when we're holding too tight."
-Florence&TheMachine
--
i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
Previous Page12345...Next Page