Thewolfgurl
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Art Owed(Progress slowed)
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ATTENTION!!! My Second niece has been born(4/2/2020) so I've been really busy babysitting my first one, who is a energetic 2 year old, and havent had much time to complete art! i WILL get all that is owed completed, starting 4/13 my goal is to upload one owed image a day
AoA set of the following:
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1) Male, Natural Mane Average - Marked collared greying black piebald with accents, bearmarks and wolverine Hereditary Traits: Explorer Mediator
3) Male, Natural Mane Submissive - Marked collared greying lilac tawny with accents and pangare
-5 hunting AR with these two: Torak 27292 Hyacinth 24032 And the final 2 AR as Fishing with only this dude: Torak 27292
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Boulder Tracker
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Registered name: Boulder
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Gender: Male
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Nickname(s):
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Gender: Male
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Poem of depression
1 min read
Your words have pushed me to the point
Of contemplating suicide everyday
I used to scare myself with my wishes to be dead
But now I've grown accostumed to the negativity in my head
All the other voices constantly pushing me down
And to these evil whispers I find myself forever bound
For as I have more breakdowns all alone at night
I find that with these cuts there will never be a light
So deep into this darkness I find myself all settles down
A switchblade against my flesh and with a permanent frown
If I were to kill myself I wonder what happens after I die?
Should I write a note and a heartfelt goodbye?
Or should I let them find this and always asking 'Why?'
Of contemplating suicide everyday
I used to scare myself with my wishes to be dead
But now I've grown accostumed to the negativity in my head
All the other voices constantly pushing me down
And to these evil whispers I find myself forever bound
For as I have more breakdowns all alone at night
I find that with these cuts there will never be a light
So deep into this darkness I find myself all settles down
A switchblade against my flesh and with a permanent frown
If I were to kill myself I wonder what happens after I die?
Should I write a note and a heartfelt goodbye?
Or should I let them find this and always asking 'Why?'
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A poem written for me...
2 min read
I find myself staring into your eyes
The curiosity it holds
Carrying all of the whys.
Tired of all the molds
I find myself staring at your smile.
The pain it shows.
Showing the forced reality of a mile
Regretting foes
I find myself staring at your imperfections
The guilt holding onto you
The pale complexion
The lies you told grew
I find myself staring at your facial expressions
The afraid.
Your unforgivable confessions
Going off like a grenade.
I find myself staring at your arms.
The scars of depression; hate.
Your self destruction of self harm
Saying its your fate.
I find myself staring at your worries.
The struggle of happiness
Frail like myrrhis
Dealing with your distress.
I find myself thinking about who you used to be.
The joyful.
Wanting to be free
When you were peaceful.
I find myself wondering if you would ever be okay.
Instead you're stuck here.
On a planet of betrayal and dismay
Never lucky to seer.
And I'm sorry....
For your eyesight blurry.
For your wave theory.
For your love in me.
The curiosity it holds
Carrying all of the whys.
Tired of all the molds
I find myself staring at your smile.
The pain it shows.
Showing the forced reality of a mile
Regretting foes
I find myself staring at your imperfections
The guilt holding onto you
The pale complexion
The lies you told grew
I find myself staring at your facial expressions
The afraid.
Your unforgivable confessions
Going off like a grenade.
I find myself staring at your arms.
The scars of depression; hate.
Your self destruction of self harm
Saying its your fate.
I find myself staring at your worries.
The struggle of happiness
Frail like myrrhis
Dealing with your distress.
I find myself thinking about who you used to be.
The joyful.
Wanting to be free
When you were peaceful.
I find myself wondering if you would ever be okay.
Instead you're stuck here.
On a planet of betrayal and dismay
Never lucky to seer.
And I'm sorry....
For your eyesight blurry.
For your wave theory.
For your love in me.
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The lonely sadness I've sunken into...
1 min read
Meth,oh meth
All you bring is pain
Speed,oh speed
You attack in vain
Leaving him in hopelessness
And me in loneliness
As I cry all day
You lead the way
To a world of fun
Where evil is done
He hallucinates all night
As I make his wrongs right
And he forgets
For a month or three
I lay down with death
And I wish to see
All he has done
And all I will too
For I have now joined him
And now you have
Not just him
But me now too...
All you bring is pain
Speed,oh speed
You attack in vain
Leaving him in hopelessness
And me in loneliness
As I cry all day
You lead the way
To a world of fun
Where evil is done
He hallucinates all night
As I make his wrongs right
And he forgets
For a month or three
I lay down with death
And I wish to see
All he has done
And all I will too
For I have now joined him
And now you have
Not just him
But me now too...
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