| Best one, in my opinion. Love it or hate it, criticize or advise, tips and ideas are welcome. |
| Best one, in my opinion. Love it or hate it, criticize or advise, tips and ideas are welcome. |


BeautifulYou know, a few months ago,Beautiful
A couple of nameless faces tossed a
Crumpled piece of paper onto the asphalt,
And walked on uncaring.
Rather than reprimanding them for their
Lack of respect for the world we live in,
I picked up this paper and gently uncrumpled it,
I saw that it was still blank.
I could've been,
Angry, aggravated, agonized,
But instead I put it in my pocket,
Because it can still be something beautiful.
I got home and brought out the roller,
It took several minutes and a couple sweaty elbows,
But getting a fresh piece of paper &


Sketch PoetryNewborn strength flowing through these veins, New dawns appear, I break these chains, Rise above the best, and pursue the dream, Laid to rest still I will always pursue the dream. Even now I struggle to dream on and on and on, I speak now of a new kind of strong, I show them what I made of, they clap and they smile, When I'm proud of myself it will then be all worth the while. Because pride most times is too hard to hide, But can a man who only cries inside, Rise above the best, and truly say he is proud? Finally laid to rest still will his spirit be proud? So I pick up aSketch Poetry


Poetry IsPoetry is compressed emotions no one can see Poetry is uncanny notions set beyond reality Poetry is a brilliant sunset and a subtle moonrise Poetry is the truth behind the lines of lies. Poetry is the unrecognizable roars of freedom fighters Poetry is the silent and defiant thoughts of freedom writers Poetry is the footsteps of our grandfathers right behind you Poetry is the fresh ground ahead patiently waiting for you. Poetry is the language of the soul, The scrapyard for pain, The expression of the unknown. Poetry is the unlimited strength of the mind Poetry is the powePoetry Is


Anger, my Indestructible DemonCaution, systems are critical, Damage great, mental capacity is minimal, Keeping a calm stature, Attempting to override the anger. But it feels too good, I feel fine, My inner demons taking control body and mind. Time seems to slow, I feel I'm strong enough to throw the world. Nothing, not nobody can stop me now, My roars mute any other sound. Who was this soul's occupant last? I can't recognize myself through the shattered glass. Helpless, yet not so helpless in anger's grasp, Power and inhesitancy pouring through that once sealed tap. No longer weak, I willAnger, my Indestructible Demon
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Dark Venus: Liberation is out now
trying to open commision, check : [link]
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My last one was mean, so I changed it to this...
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Words as strong as paper... yet enough power to snap a soul in two.
Thanks.
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Meet the zeroes:
*ArcZero and ~ZaxZero
Partners in crime, justice, art, and... video games.
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Be my Valentine//;; ...x.
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If this comment is offensive, kindly go die in a fire.
Before I die, I plan to develop a fetish, if not at least a tolerance, to pain and fire. Therefore I can enjoy Hell.
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Words as strong as paper... yet enough power to snap a soul in two.
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If this comment is offensive, kindly go die in a fire.
Before I die, I plan to develop a fetish, if not at least a tolerance, to pain and fire. Therefore I can enjoy Hell.
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