The friends I had,
the memories we shared,
the lessons we learned,
the persons who cared.
Words gone unsaid,
the lives drifting apart,
my school life ending,
my true life given start.
Regret growing inside,
of the words left unspoken,
the lives I wished to touch,
my heart torn and broken.
Those friends so far away,
distant and grown mature,
my memories beginning to fade,
the life of my childhood a blur.
A familiar smile,
comes in to view,
my eyes begin to open,
thank God, it's you.
After an eternity of inactivity, I shall return with...the creepiest s**** I have ever made. It started out innocent enough though. Full story and the thing itself later! :D
Now that I've uploaded all of my old work, I gotta say something. They're dead. All of 'em. I might have one piece left but that's it. I moved recently so I had to get rid of a LOT of things, including my art :(. However, I can make more, probably mostly Floral Foam since I can get some from the dollar store down my street. So anything before this journal is either broken, trashed, lost, or given away. Figured I would say something if someone wanted a new view or something, I don't know *no idea how DA works yet*. So with that being said, I'd like to thank the people who added some of my pieces to their favorites SECONDS after I uploaded them