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I really like this one because its the only one in that whole shoot where i really smiled (my friend had just cracked me up). I know I look goofy - but hey
Tags: Brown, white, smile, diotima
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(modern). It is a mixed media piece and is meant to look cracked and rocky...would you say i achieved this? (not for sale
Tags: Graphics, Wall, History, Media, typography
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broken pieces
colour fading
heavy stem
heav
Tags: red, green, black, japanese, photo, photography, birgitta, image, print, texture, concrete, cracks, cracked, grunge
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with its black color and cracked appearance. This was created in Illustrator
Tags: chemical, change
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about the good and bad times in a young womans lif
. Their face was gaunt. Their skin was pale, with an unhealthy, grainy texture. More gray than pink, their lips were cracked and peeling. The flesh around their sunken eyes was dark, as if it had
Tags: this, book, is, a, work, in, progress
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I've always seemed to have a certain likeness and
, the book has been read, now your dead. The blood and sweat, and tears of another year written in the worn out grains. Bleached white wood, cracked with veins, washed away toward the aqua plains. Rusted
Tags: poem
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In a small New England village during the 19th cen
Tags: Short, Story
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A night in the existence of a vampire whose job is
been elaborate in bygone days. Mournful angels with cracked, weathered faces watched as the three vampires and the seven young women passed through the broken iron gate and amid the once hallowed
Tags: Short, Story
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This is a short story of an unfortunate lady!
. Marie no longer shines like the moon, she is only pale. Marie stands there looking at her reflection threw her cracked mirror that creates seven images of herself. Threw each of her reflections, she
Tags: gothism, Marie, shorty story, writings, poetry
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Sometimes springing for a limo isn't all it's cracked up
Tags: Limo, Luxury
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A short story I wrote for a friend.
the pure white eyes of the killer as he cracked his head with a bat. Crashing to the ground, Mithoes grabbed his head as more blood seeped through his fingers then darkness flooded his mind
Tags: Mithoes, Horror, Death
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A short story I wrote for a friend.
Walking down the dirt covered and cracked sidewalk, Blaine Cairnm looked around as the dusky night started to set in. Fireflies hovered around him like taillights flashed in front of him as a Volvo
Tags: Blaine, Horror, Death
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A short story I wrote for a friend.
. She was becoming older and older by the second. "Let me tell you a story." "I don't want to hear any of your cracked up stories!" Sabrina screamed. "Turn me back to myself!" Calmly walking over to her
Tags: Sabrina, Psychic
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Book of poems I wrote back in december
to get over everything But everything just got, over you Beneath her cracked alabaster skin She knows I'm just another bastard, too Rest this gun against a vein, they know Just another sad attempt
Tags: Poems, Depression, Heartbreak, Heart, Break
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