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Endless DanceTake a look at me now, the puppet youve carried in your pocket, Strung from the strings attached to the words you whisper. After every line, I dance in your palm, and you watch on with your violent grin. I dont know when I fell so hard that I couldnt get back up again But honestly now the only solace I find is the one offered to me by my friends Who only vaguely know the devotion that I gave, of the soul that I traded in to you, Just so I can have those tender moments locked inside of a mirror room. The twilight stings as I think of you, and aurora is just to far away But sittiEndless Dance
| Mosstt of my work will be in an anime style, but I do draw realism and I do take photos these days, so you'll see some photography up here sooner or later. |
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