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Digital Art
3523 deviations
Literature
Frozen Tears Pt. I
As I lay here, out in the heartless, frozen world,
I think of all the pain I have caused.
Not just to myself, but to others also.
I want to right my wrongs,
But I have no idea how to.
As I lay here, out in the frozen, heartless world,
I think of all the pain you have caused me.
And how it tore me to pieces,
Even years after the fact.
I want the pain to end,
But I don't know if it ever will.
As you lay next to me in this world,
I wonder about what you're thinking.
If you are thinking about the pain you caused, if any,
Or about the terror you are caused to hold inside,
Terror of what this world is coming to,
Terr
Literature
3302 deviations
Traditional Art
3241 deviations
Photography and Photomanipulation 2
3287 deviations
Photography and Photomanipulation
2949 deviations
Literature
Crashing Wave Romance
Close became
closer
When I was the only one
there
It started a
pattern
Late nights and
laughs
Sometimes not so
funny
Then a pathetic excuse for a heat
wave
Hit hard, and it wasn't so
daily
Sure, easy words
flew
Tapped away by quick, nimble
fingers
Trailing strings from the
screen
That made us oh so
tangled
Then I left and keyboards were a
constant
I would do
things
Just to tell you about
it
Then, one late
night
When some horror flick of
werewolves
Was playing in unrecognizable
Spanish
You asked a
question
Hesitant and obviously failing to segue into
another
I egged you on, and you
told
Me a truth, something so
daring
Something so amazing t
Literature 2
883 deviations
Traditonal Art 2
4720 deviations
Digital Art 2
4064 deviations
Digital Art 3
1027 deviations
Emo Club
5 deviations
Contest 2
20 deviations
Contest 3
21 deviations
Literature
Concrete World
The pain is rising up again,
I feel it build and build - and then
My feet they march auto-matically,
To the room that's become my sanc-tuary
On knees so bruised and scratched, I kneel
The pain in my heart makes it hard not to keel
But with a sigh and a heave - my hurt flows out
And everything is calm again, without a doubt.
The world slips away, with my pain, as I lie
On the cold tiled floor and wonder if I'll die
I feel empty, and small, like the shy, timid mouse
Who is trapped in the walls - of her hard, defensive house.
Contest 4
37 deviations
Literature
Inspiration 1
Where do I get my inspiration?
I get it from my family - from my mom and dad, my brothers, from my friends... I call them sisters and brothers, too.
I get my inspiration from life - The color of the forests and oceans, the crime and history of the world.
I get inspiration from my dark, fear-ridden past, and from my family's secret-filled ancestry.
But I mostly get my inspiration from my music.
Black Veil Brides, My Chemical Romance, Falling In Reverse, Superchick, CatchingYourClouds, Bullet For My Valentine, Escape the Fate... they inspire me to live.
To keep on living, even if everything's collapsing. They've taught me that I'm not alo
Contest 5
16 deviations
Contest 6
11 deviations
Literature
Broken
Broken hearted
Broken will
Startled awake
By a cry so shrill
The windows break
And the shutters shake
You cannot fake
The hurt you feel inside
The voice runs deep
And the words sting clear
You only wish
You could end the fear
You cannot move
You cannot weep
You cannot be awake
If you are asleep
Reality is twisted
As twisted as one's dreams
Is it real?
Are they real?
The horrific bloody screams
The darkened path
That began as a fantasy
Only takes a single wrath
To unleash all that has been sealed
Contest 7
4 deviations
Contest 8
12 deviations
Contest 9
24 deviations
Contest 10
7 deviations
Photography and Photomanipulation 3
2987 deviations
Literature
Snowflakes
fluttering to the ground, lost
within millions of brethren yet
unique in their own way…melting
on the tip of your tongue little cold
dots erasing acidic burns from pink flesh,
remnants of flaying arguments—words thrown
at each other, never meant but always felt…six sides,
five, maybe seven…you wonder… How can something
so unique…vibrant…worshiped…feel so
…forgotten…
Contest 11
4 deviations
Literature
The Origin of Stasy The Killer (2019 version, RUS)
Могли ли вы себе представить, что простое прочтение страшной истории закончится жутким фанатизмом? Возможно ли вообще вообразить, что в попытке уберечь свое чадо от «плохого» мать, наоборот, может обрести его на вечный фанатизм? И в результате обычный подросток не влюбится в кумира, а начнет бороться со злом, как и ее кумир, то есть станет истинным последователем. Некогда скромная и милая девочка-подросток превратилась в настоящее чудовище, которое готово уничтожить всех за своего кумира. Происхождение Стэйси Убийцы Анастейша Блэквуд на первый взгляд казалась обычным подростком. В школе она была довольно скромная, общалась всего с двумя или тремя людьми в классе, однако когда наступил переходный возраст, ее характер постепенно изменился. Во-первых, в четырнадцать лет она полюбила жанр хоррор. Во-вторых, ей внезапно понравилась субкультура эмо. Ну и в-третьих, она попросила родителей не называть ее больше полным именем. — Прошу, зовите меня Стэйси. Причину никто так и не понял
Literature 3
2601 deviations
Contest 12
15 deviations
Contest 13
9 deviations
