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I am a Multimedia Artist
God-Complex
17/Male/United States
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Last Visit: 113 weeks ago
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It was once told in Symmyrnea... That whoever would talk to pine barks in the forest,write the mystery on the sea with ancient woods and take those faces to the isolated rocks on an island, would find the road to OEGGEM. And...(the end is the beginning)
Keef, I love your art...Nice to see your sculptures--the finished products. They be lovely, aye. You should scan some of your kickass sketchbook work and post it on hurr, fo sho.
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I breathe in the fumes
Of oils unfathomed
With glory and pride
I confess myself doomed
You won again
Godly different kind
My air has ceased
To the deepest peace of mind
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"I'm gonna break down these walls I've built around myself," -All Time Low
From Louisville, eh? Schweet. x3
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And you have great ideas
brgds
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It was once told in Symmyrnea... That whoever would talk to pine barks in the forest,write the mystery on the sea with ancient woods and take those faces to the isolated rocks on an island, would find the road to OEGGEM. And...(the end is the beginning)
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*Came*
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I breathe in the fumes
Of oils unfathomed
With glory and pride
I confess myself doomed
You won again
Godly different kind
My air has ceased
To the deepest peace of mind
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