Okay, now seriously.
GloomyThat was before my Grandpa died.
Sorry it took a while!
Anyways, you'll notice I've uploaded a couple new poems.
I'm back now. Trust me.
~Mit freundlischen Grüssen~
FallenA splinter in my mind, I’m fading with each breath, Falling, Spiraling downwards, Groping for whatever may stop my fall.Fallen
Reaching desperately, Looking upwards,
Trying to find a handhold, Desperately searching, Am I hostage?
A hand, With a bold attempt, Finally a solid clasp, Falling no longer I look up, Blinded by the light,
With the radiance of the sun Two trusting eyes pierce mine.
Forgiveness, Loving unconditionally, A Father to his lost son, I give myself to you, Forsaking old ways, &nbs
UntitledA life, So fragile, Easily broken, Yet hard to put together.Untitled
The body repairs, Yet the soul is scarred, Burned, Blackened by action, Charred by it's own hell.
A fleeting soul, Burnt through years of turmoil, Hiding alone, Afraid to leave its hellish world So familiar.
Vocies call, Pulling in each direction, Aching to follow the light, But weighted down in prison.
Blackened walls, Sins written across the walls Staring back at you, This is the cell of the blackened soul.
Is is hel
Befreien Mich - Free MeJeder tag ich sitze, Anstarren auf die Entfernung, Vermisst, Ohne Licht.Befreien Mich - Free Me
Du kommst aus das Wildnis, Gedämpft sprechen Nichts, Ohne Wissen.
Lieb mich, Hasst mich, Ich weiß du Lieben mich...nein?
Schimpfen an die Wände getüncht, Gebildet um mich zu halten, Mein Emotionen, Schalldicht.
Ich bin kalt, Aber mein Herz brent Im Warten, Ohne Hifle.
Lieb mich, Hasst mich, Ich weiß du Lieben mich...nein?
Kalt,
So kalt, Ohne dich, &nb
Painting of My LifeMy life,Painting of My Life
A blank canvas, Waiting for anybody to paint on, To make a masterpiece out of.
The world is no longer blank, Color enters like a panting on blank canvas, Although the artist makes flaws, It proves that I am not perfect.
The painting takes shape, A scene of spring, Melting away winter,
And leading up to summer.
A painting of life, As the trees blossom into vibrant color, The flowers showing off their bright hue, Life abounding every where.
Yet one thing is wrong, A crushed bouquet of black roses, Ca
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Never mind the brand of the camera; you can still suck as a photographer!
Káxí ér ned vid; vintákiar né cerxeie, huec sanriscirér..!
- Web portfolio [link]
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Peace in the world or the whole world in pieces.
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I believe imagination is our greatest asset, as human beings, and I believe it is our best, perhaps our only weapon against despair. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Peace in the world or the whole world in pieces.
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I believe imagination is our greatest asset, as human beings, and I believe it is our best, perhaps our only weapon against despair. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
thanks for adding me to your watch...and your favorites...I'll be doing the same...you're gallery is great
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I believe imagination is our greatest asset, as human beings, and I believe it is our best, perhaps our only weapon against despair. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Peace in the world or the whole world in pieces.
- G. K. Chesterton
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My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. - Vladimir Nabokov
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