One String...If one string held me to this world... Kept my heart from resting... Could you, would you, cut it... And leave me to God's blessings?One String...
If I was in pain that no one could fix... If I were suffering... Could you, would you, cut that string... And watch my silent passing?
You remembered as you watched me grow... From who I was to who you know... Could you, would you, cut all ties... And then continue with your life?
They say that if you love someone... Let them go... If it is meant to be... They will return, you know?
Perhap
TimeThere are times when all the world seems dead set against a person and no matter what they do, they can’t seem to shake the weight of it off. Those are the times when we seek shelter in the arms of someone we care about; someone we trust. Someone we love. It’s hard to seek such shelter when that someone is thousands of miles away in a place they’d rather not be. It hurts to realize that we must leave ourselves in the hands of time… time that moves at its own pace, but for no man’s desires. Time is a petty thing that slips pass too quickly at the most imperfect ofTime
Practice Poem 1The heart of the lich Is found in the place Where strength is weakness And weakness is strength. Where age and knowledgePractice Poem 1
Mean less than bare blows And the waking undead Aren’t your only foes. Where the air that you breath
Is a waking disease And courage means nothing
To those you deceive. Where the truth lies
On the tip of your tongue But none can see past The beast you’ve become.
Thoughts of a MadwomanEach night this weekThoughts of a Madwoman
I’ve watched my bottle of drink drain a bit more
As I try to stave off the inexplicable loneliness
That claws its way
Through my bosom
Each hour passes in a blur of motion and color Faces that mean nothing
But that I cling to with intensity I can’t face the facts I don’t want to
Facts Little bits of truth taken at face value or Little bits of lies taken deeper to be seen as Factual
Truth What is provable or
What we want proven Truthful
Lies Spoken words to prote
Dragon
Cold NovemberShe looks at you with azure eyes. Her cheeks flushed and blue hair flowing down to her shoulders. A long stream down her back.Cold November
She's smiling at you. And her hand gently grasps yours. Your hand feels no warmth from hers. But it's not a bad feeling.
In a soft voice, she asks "Would you mind if I spent a bit of time with you? It's very cold outside."
"And you feel so warm..." She sounds a bit drowsy as she says this. And her face rests upon your shoulder.
You close your eyes for a split-second. And her chest meets you
NaNoWriMo Update 4
Optimism
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the world has changed
I am Endymion at Sm-club
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~the problem with life is that you live it going forwards but only learn from it looking backwards
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"Belief is a wise wager. Granted that faith cannot be proved, what harm will come to you if you gamble on its truth and it proves false? If you gain, you gain all; if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager, then, without hesitation, that He exists." -B. Pascal
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"You must do everything yourself." (First rule of Alchemy)
Very much appreciated.
- jeremy
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Jeremy Dale
Comicbook illustrator on:
- G.I. Joe (Hasbro)
- Miserable Dastards (Dial C/803 Studios)
- Popgun v.1 (Image)
- Space Doubles (Th3rdWorld)
- Absolute Zeroes (Heroforge)
[link]
Also, congrats again, and hang in there! *hugs*
Legend of Zelda sketch! Pleased you are enjoying my work.
- jeremy
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Jeremy Dale
Comicbook illustrator on:
- G.I. Joe (Hasbro)
- Miserable Dastards (Dial C/803 Studios)
- Popgun v.1 (Image)
- Space Doubles (Th3rdWorld)
- Absolute Zeroes (Heroforge)
[link]
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THE IRON-GIBBET
"And what is in a branch? There's a gibbet! That is why I call my forest the torture chamber!"
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