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Why did I beg for relief
When what I feel is made by design?
Why do I question what is inevitable?
Why do I collapse in sorrow for what is tomorrow?
I feel complete yet unfinished
I cannot ask for more since what I want is ungivable.
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The world
And it’s sound
Sometimes is a prison
And a haven
The noise
That surrounds
Encompasses
Consumes
All that’s craven
Men weep
Women scream
Our odds
Uneven
But the sound
And the landscape
All remain
Even through grieving.
Katarina R. L.
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ほのかな
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This is my first attempt at painting clouds
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The First Warm Spring Day, Phoebe Wahl 2015
Watercolor, collage, gouache, colored pencil. 22"x30"
This piece will be featured in the group show Threads at Smith & Vallee Gallery in Edison, WA opening March 7th 2015.
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I'm so fucking enraged. I need and want to go back to college for WHAT?? philsophy.
WHY WHOWHAT WHYHUH???NATURALTALENT IN ANYTHING ELSE PLEASE FUCKING WHAT.
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What they did to you wasn’t your fault
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Moon Moths
by Rebecca Stadtlander
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I can’t seem to make time pass.
insta: vincent.van.doe
(C.B) (7.15.16)
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Leah Cooper
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Idk maybe I shouldnt be so glum when I got this bum
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