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Fragile-Forlorn — Yearning...
Published: 2004-01-25 13:35:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 339; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 45
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Somethings terribly wrong with my photoshop colour settings. I still hate you Photoshop!Stock:
Girl: Please note me if this is yours.
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moon/ sky created in Bryce 5
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This reminds me of a dream I have had many times. This is kind of frightening...heehee Nice work
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To yearn for something makes life so passionate,
the despair, devoid of the object, either motivates us to seek it
or we fold in on ourselves, we are whats most important then, our thoughts,
our needs, self aware, beautiful.
Or maybe im talking crap...
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no, what you are saying seems very true to me.
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Now this is one piece I can entirely relate to on every level... wonderfully done... *plots about doing a similar scene... gee... I'm inspired mmm*
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Inspiration tastes good. What does your inspiration taste of?
Mine is chocolate dropped into my mouth for a brief number of seconds
before it is quickly swiped out, leaving me to create the taste going only by what
still lingers.... I never can complete the dream with the original flavour...
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To me inspiration is that perfect cup of Earl Grey tea, not hot neither cold, with a taste that lingers both in my nostrils and my tongue. Just as it's meant to be...
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"just as its meant to be"...
Is daily living as organized as your thoughts proclaim to be?
Does your mind function best and unravel to relax in order,
or create perfection through disorder?
Id like another cup, this one is cracked
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Beauty is the very essence of chaos, and I love the reflection of order that appears in the shadows. I would like to think of myself as someone who embraces chaos, and brings something back, entirely different.
It's the same play all over again, and we all are the actors of destiny.
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She's kissing goodbye this drawn-out day,
watching the stars come out at night...
With the passing of the dark and grey,
morning brings a new-found light...
She looks out the window to the beautiful sky..
I look at your work with a smile and sigh.
The woman and I are of the same.
To spend even just a day from what you love seems like eternity.
Does this rambling sounds insane?
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No. Who do you pine for?
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I pine for Chris.
We've known each other for years, and now after FINALLY getting together... we've said "I love you" for the first time ever... 
I never thought after having my heart broken before that I could feel this good again.
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Good for you, everyone deserves to be happy
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The colours in this are so nice, and that sky looks great. I have a thing for the moon
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S we share the same passion.. mine is an obsession.
I would be wed to the moon in seconds if it were at all
possible, good taste you have!
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Very nice composition!
A maiden ghost awaits the return of her once loved one never leaving until he returns!
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me thinks ive been bathing in brandy not melancholy.
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"Only by daylight,
need you yearn;
for the moon is faithful ~
night makes its return.
And the moon, she shall be there
greeting the one who is so fair...
Stars lost aplenty
in the curtain of night,
but none shall outshine
her blessed moonlight!"
- R Valerian 26Jan2004
xxx ...and then ... *silence.*
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Thy words capture the eyes of paradise
A winter dream of fog and ice XXX
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............
The winter looked the same,
As if it had never gone,
And through an open window,
Where no curtain hung,
I saw you, I saw you,
Coming back to me.
One begins to read between
The pages of a look.
The sound of sleepy music,
And suddenly, you're hooked.
I saw you, I saw you,
Coming back to me.
You came to stay and live my way,
Scatter my love like leaves in the wind.
You always say that you won't go away,
But I know what it always has been,
It always has been.
A transparent dream
Beneath an occasional sigh...
Most of the time,
I just let it go by.
Now I wish it hadn't begun.
I saw you, I saw you,
Coming back to me.
..............
Small things like reasons
Are put in a jar.
Whatever happened to wishes,
Wished on a star?
Was it just something
That I made up for fun?
I saw you, I saw you,
Coming back to me.
some lyrics from coming back to me -jefferson airplane
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...Such beautiful words. Almost as beautiful as being content
to pine for what will never be mine...
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