| One of my favourite deviations (of my own) that I like to read again sometimes.... |
| One of my favourite deviations (of my own) that I like to read again sometimes.... |


Falling -Drag You Around-You're gonna be buried in the fucking ground... You're gonna be buried in the fucking ground... You're gonna be buried in the fucking ground... By my hands!Falling -Drag You Around-
We'll burn down your house, we'll kill your family
We'll give you the feelings what we've felt
We'll make you taste the sorrow that I have felt
We'll drag you through the ground like you've dragged my name And we'll rip out your heart This is how I've felt!
We'll make the ground open up around you
We'll make a portal through the sky to suck you up
We'll watch your loves scream, though I'm not list


At The End Of The Road[Verse 1] I walk towards the light without a reason why Its so close I can taste the blood on my lipsAt The End Of The Road
Im almost at the end and no one sees how close I am
On both sides a place waits for me
The angels are all calling my name
In a place where soon we will all go
[Link 1] What does God want me for?
Why does he keep me, chained to this world?
[Verse 2] I walk towards the light without a reason why
Its so close I can begin to feel my limbs growing numb
Im almost at the end and I want to jump off the ledge Do I really w


My thoughtsSlowly I am on the mend, slowly - day by day - I reclaim that mountain from the summit, hoping to grasp what only a few have done in their lifetime: scale a peak.My thoughts
The thought of me being dead right now? I couldnt even comprehend it.
I knew I was ill, but that as ill as the surgery had revealed.
When all my vitals had gone haywire I just knew, knew that deep in my mind there was no turning back.
I am in so much debt to a few people right now: - mr. Arbuckle and his surgery team; the anaesthetist - theyre the first part of any surgery. I am so humble in their presence because as soon as


The Valley of 66The Valley of 66The Valley of 66
Cuz alls like hell in the valley of 66
You cant find nothing,
Except bones hanging from the crucifix Where did the men go with all their deeds? Figure it out and write the story,
Planting your evil seeds
What can be found here? No one knows
The devils of old are your troublesome woes
Roll the dice and see where they land
Destiny is now yours to command
In the valley
Nothing can be found
Destiny is yours
Sane and profound
Cuz alls like hell in the valley of 66
You can&
| A mix of photography and poetry. |
| I favourited some photographs from the convention last year, and some photographs and some writing too. Give reps to these artists. |
by *yuumei| HOLY FUCK MY KNOB'S ON FIRE! Hello there. I've been on devantArt for about a year now, and have recently begun taking photography as a small-time hobbie. My brother often tells me I take a 'good' shot, and have been thinking about it for a long time. Recently I purchased my own camera. And as you can see, I have put up some of my own photographs - all for your eyes to see. Some of my previous works are up on deviantArt as well, including my writing, so please take your time and have a gander about my page. Thank you. Please support the NACC - National Association for Colitis and Crohn's Disease. I am a sufferer of Crohn's Disease. |
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