Takeyou take, from me my sacred trust in things human. in my eyes resides the memories of my forebears. i am no petty plaything to experiment on. with your tricks and traps and things shiny. oh, they may get you into my bed but they do not help you to carve your way into my heart. you seek my love like it were a thing for a doctor to name and to treasure and to hide on dusty shelves,Take
ensconced in its glass jar- slightly smudged- full of yellow vitriol. my heart is no more real than your courtesy. foolish thing, strange, not what you are in the flesh,
more what you are in ideal. your rh
Tributepaint the stars, open my mind to the heavens and paint the stars, with my thoughts, with my essence, the whip-crack reverberation of my art hangs in the misty air, colours of sunrise, the mist clears, my tired hands fall, down, to rest upon the ground, the clear ring of empty brass echoes dimly, through the ruddy mist, through the haze of my thoughts that have been thrown against the wall for all to see, as I paint the stars, with my brains...Tribute
Devious Journal Entry
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Sincerely,
Victoria Leigh
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The FdC Studio
Gloria Patri et Filio et Spiritui Sancto
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Art Director, UI Design
deviantART, Inc.
Denying gravity, and learning To fly.
I'm just doing a little acount maintence. I see that you have friended 'fiercesonia.' I had some wierd account glitch in Nov, so I havent been able to get in that account. I have a new one...fiercesoniaa: if you care to check out my new work; I'm posting it there. Take good care.
Sonia
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