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This was inspired a poem I wrote, I'm hate all my poetry (i suck too much XD) but there's no other way to explain this tbh. So yesh, Left in the Spider's Silence:

When all the petals are blown away
And the soul, the thorns around the lion’s mane
Deep down past the decay, only light shines through winter’s day
Where my dreams are plastic and leave no name

In the creased paper dolls of forgotten fairytales
Hidden in the bottom of a shattered glass, remains long decayed
Burying the chime of ringing resounding a contact due to fail
It’s the rose that tumbles, left in the silence of the red that fades

Heart to collapse, breathe the bittersweet notes
This toy is broken, left wandering in the winter sky
Of all the things sworn to have meant, every lie the spider wrote (the ties across my throat)
Within the eyes’ kisses of scratches from a record of heartless byes

There are no eyes to speak, no mouth to see
Seek the vibrations of the One and Only’s needle and thread not just for hire
Ice beneath the feet, reflection of a heart harlequin, of me
Limited edition stereotype, happily ever after? Liar.

The spider took away my fairytales

Ink
Faber Castell Pitt artist pen
Watercolour

Edit: The date is all weird on the info XD My first try taking pictures of my art work, evil shadow. I guess I should change my camera settings hehe.

Description
This was inspired a poem I wrote, I'm hate all my poetry (i suck too much XD) but there's no other way to explain this tbh. So yesh, Left in the Spider's Silence:

When all the petals are blown away
And the soul, the thorns around the lion’s mane
Deep down past the decay, only light shines through winter’s day
Where my dreams are plastic and leave no name

In the creased paper dolls of forgotten fairytales
Hidden in the bottom of a shattered glass, remains long decayed
Burying the chime of ringing resounding a contact due to fail
It’s the rose that tumbles, left in the silence of the red that fades

Heart to collapse, breathe the bittersweet notes
This toy is broken, left wandering in the winter sky
Of all the things sworn to have meant, every lie the spider wrote (the ties across my throat)
Within the eyes’ kisses of scratches from a record of heartless byes

There are no eyes to speak, no mouth to see
Seek the vibrations of the One and Only’s needle and thread not just for hire
Ice beneath the feet, reflection of a heart harlequin, of me
Limited edition stereotype, happily ever after? Liar.

The spider took away my fairytales

Ink
Faber Castell Pitt artist pen
Watercolour

Edit: The date is all weird on the info XD My first try taking pictures of my art work, evil shadow. I guess I should change my camera settings hehe.