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regret

this world is done with me and i, with it ive set my dreams on fire and ill sit here watching the ashes twirl through the air a vicious dance the last bit of hope now just smoldering embers a heavy sigh from my lungs my final night of life im tired

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Literature

regret

this world is done with me and i, with it ive set my dreams on fire and ill sit here watching the ashes twirl through the air a vicious dance the last bit of hope now just smoldering embers a heavy sigh from my lungs my final night of life im tired

Featured

50 deviations
Literature

Icebound

more infinite than space are memories made blind in moonlight moon-caressed water trembles beneath the touch of dawn's first breath cold morning camouflage of ice, the waves' sigh a flourish of snow cradles dawn, the ice solidifies one hesitant step leads a man's wanderlust thoughts to something lost harsh sunlight echoes upon the waters shore. her breath lingers no more.

Poetry

345 deviations
Literature

The Last Gunfighter

I like to spend time with my grandfather, just sitting and listening to his stories of the America that used to be. He's seen so much and listened to so many who have seen so much more. He tells fantastic tales of traveling during the Great Depression, fighting in the Second World War, and his travels across America after the war. These travels eventually brought him to Silver City, Nevada where my grandfather worked for a few years, doing odd jobs and the like. It was this short tenure in the 1950s that yielded my favorite of grandpa's stories. You can keep all the tales of the depression and the world war, and I'll take the story of William

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Each Week

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Welcome home

Digital and Traditional Artwork

189 deviations
deep consciousness

Photography and Manipulation

140 deviations
Aeris Gainsborough - Costume

Final Fantasy Work

18 deviations

Crafts and Metalwork

27 deviations
Drifting From Reality

Fractals

35 deviations
Line Rider - beta

Games

1 deviation
Literature

I Know It Hurts

Solid foundations turn to dust Daily fate soars with the breeze Sometimes it's too hard to adjust The earth quakes beneath your knees You find no comfort in warm faces What you search for isn't there Your world alone sits in a stasis Nagging pains you just won't share Angst filled cannons fire at will Now you're just making things worse Your fingers grasp a stubborn pill Every dose adds to your curse Unhinged your world comes crashing down You're just adding to the noise The will to fight lies underground Yet you choose to hunt decoys When things break down you have to move If you think your core asserts In time these scars

The Best of Poetry's Renaissance

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