

Butterfly CollectionShadowbox play thing Collecting more than just dust Rusted at the lockButterfly Collection


OdiumTrace the lines long sense broken Choke on words never spoken Sit aloft a pillar of odium and censure Griping firmly onto the ledge and looking over See me reflection in a ocean of depression Picture myself drowning in my own obsession I can barely recognize myself anymore Blinded by all the things I abhor Lean closer to touch upon my reflection Bearing all the scars of pain and rejection My monolith slides out from underneath me And I become part of all I see Fall into this fathomless lake of ink Gasp and choke as I'm forced to drink Absinthe and ambrosia mixOdium
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... after all, none of us is really qualified as humans.
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Thaxx you for your Favourites ^^
You're very nice for me ^^
Thanxx you and see you again ^^
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I'm only anal 78.36% of the time.
-Hermes Conrad (Futurama)
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I'd rather have 3 real enemies than 1 fake friend.
reality is wrong
dreams are real
NotSoCleverAnymore, you are very clever. i didnt even THINK of doing that. Not commenting on pieces, and simply favouriting them. saves a damn load of time, and you get pageviews!
Well, thank you kindly for my hellsing favourite, and welcome to devart! (Comments are very appreciated...possibly more then fav's themselves!)
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/tg*
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it isn't so much the quality of life that determines your happiness, but rather, the attitude that you bring to it.
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