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I draw another arc in a pale shade of blue
Chalk drawings on the concrete sidewalks of life
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One hundred and fourteen lines, Inverted sentence structure,
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I am from Japan The land of strange fashions
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Monday comes too fast Though the sky is so gray
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Make fast your home ‘ere the storm,
no matter what you believe, no child needs
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~wreathed octave~
My Sweet Rose by JW Waterhouse
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He draws to live---
bleeding vivid colors from his mind.
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darkened studio
lightning flash reveals a large
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Van Gogh’s flowers burned in his brain. The stars swirled and crackled through the night.
by Budart
20 lines, 5 comments,
on May 9 2:30 PM. In Art
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In this treasure trove of artistic wonders,
the background of soft classical music sets the stage,
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Yellow, blue, red, green
In the mind of an artist
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William Bouguereau who painted women nude by habit
of all the great French portrait painters definitely had it.
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Form: Loose Sapphic
Inspiration: 'Ophelia (Lying in a Meadow)' by JW Waterhouse
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Re-frame a backdrop .. his reflection
doorways mirror glass,
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this is a burden I carry
I weep for the world in its current state
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The eyes decide what we see inside of an image pasted on paper
by Alineko
7 lines, 3 comments,
on Apr 19 4:47 PM. In Art
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I scrub you away like the dirt caked into the tiles
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I am learning to be normal As I get older and understand more,
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"Such beauty behold!" Said the shadows; untold
by English.Muffin
45 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 6 5:34 PM. In eyes, soul, dark, surreal, art, imaginary, invaded, hurt, soulless
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Why am I here?
Does this room ever end?
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By divine code
genesis and genetics
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creation happens every day-- a pencil creates life;
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I really don't dream. Very rarely if ever,
if I do, I usually don't remember.
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I wanted so badly to create the most beautiful work of living art
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I am looking at a picture
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"House paint brushed on her canvasses thickly"
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Smoke escapes the crumbling ground
While flames chase the desolate veneer.
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Only the quiver of her lip betrayed a lust which no other
by VoltaicHypnosis
60 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 1 10:59 PM. In Art, Horror, Story, Fantasy, Fiction, Vampire, Emotion, Sad, Lonely
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`Painted skin glowing, kaleidoscope reflection on tinfoil
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My old self is pawing at the door with hands full of splinters
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The genius that saw this starry night
Explored for us the magic in the light
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black ebony box
all trimmed in gold
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The full moon shines, Clear and white,
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Seen through dull eyes of solitude, I see no colors or shades.
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Perhaps emotions are but a muse
To awake the spirit to lucid dreams
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I have never seen with my heart, but with mine eye.
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I too am an artist and respect me as one
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she had a cubic smile she had a pirates eye
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by nasirj
10 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 10 6:31 PM. In Art
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Show me talent
inspiration
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