Curious One

Quiet night, the Storm WithinThis night has been the raging storm of my soul, the flashing beauty of lightening, the booming desperation of thunder, the cleansing heart of rain, the destruction of one world and the renewal of another.Quiet night, the Storm Within
As the storm raged on, the images that filled all essence of my being with grief, sadness, and hate became apparent as I screamed into the darkened sky with all efforts of vengeance, anxiety, and pain...excruciating, killing pain released.
The wind howled and the rain poured across my body in crazed attempts to bend and break me. But its effort was in vain as I now stand here to tell the tale.
The gods
Morbid Hill
u got nice pictss
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"ART is a lie which leads you to the truth"
*indonesia~soerabaja~canada-club~Singaporeans
*MWAH* Guess what I'm the GF of a SG!!! And I've fallen again.
Love ya
A *
Love ya,
Loves!
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Painting is the texture of my soul. The resistance of horsehair, the slick slinking of paint, the gravelly canvas... that's who I am! I am the facilitator for expression, nature's fingertips caressing the blank expanse of untouched Soon-To-BE.
Beth
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"Social cloning is scarier than biological cloning...think of that." Dr. Gill-King
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