curious death of d inner childThe day the child dies, you say no big deal A trivial death of no great importance The curious kid who lived in the fissure of your broken adulthood Innocence leaks in silence, too petty worthwhile of notice No ceremony with exaggerated mourners, a runaway hearse A subconscious crematorium The tot never coming out to play a game or two again Deceased-curious death of d inner child
Buried in the depths of your brazen unkindness.
The little boy has not die a sudden death Grim Reaper has shown you a myriad of signs Abundance of warnings before he swings his relentless weapon Secure the toddler. H
Devious Journal Entry
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CHECK MY GALLERY! [link]
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me, where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story, in my field of paper flowers and candy cloud of lullaby...
Thank you so much for the
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[H] o u s e
Shamble bobble dibble dooble
There is something so sexy & appealing before the moment they share the kiss :Love:
I wished to see more of your drawings!
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# et puis...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
e t s y │ b l o g
Eva for my turning lady
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# et puis...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
e t s y │ b l o g
Your art gave me this calming feeling,like a very romantic & even childlike dream. Love it!
thank you for your words, they're going straight to my heart
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# et puis...
# ... un rêve sans étoiles est un rêve oublié
e t s y │ b l o g
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When i get the urge to get naked, i drink windex. it keeps me from streaking!
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