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So i was supposed to do this like.............ages ago. got lazy i guess. figures. was tagged. and thus am subject to the internets sadistic karmatic fate unless i do otherwise. (ima just copy and paste this from mamabunny's page.) 1. For each of the 20 first people answering this journal, I will put their avatar and the three deviations I like most from their gallery on the list! 2. If you answer, you have to do the same in your journal, putting the tagger on the first place. The idea of this is not to get a free feature, it is to spread art around for everyone! first ill do Mama's so itl be 21 i guess. ------------------------------

Wrapped in the warmth, the comfort,                   the serenity of sleep, my mind closed out the room around.           Schisms abound in dark places. I met the other side with a drop off a ledge,            into a dark pool filled with what was              a malignant form of death.    Its shallow waters whispered out to me, all the lies            that i had fed others. Its whisper grew to a scream, an accusation.                                 To the dismal pool of mire i could not reply, my mouth remained shut, whilst my mind poured out apologizes.                            What was once a shallow pool, began

Rain boxed in what noise pervaded the air, little could stop hands from drumming or feat from tapping.  I cannot bring true justice to such a talent in only words. There is something silly about noise, just a simple vibration can arouse in an overwhelming speed emotions and sensations that the gray, and the normality had made you forget about. It wasn't just repetition of strums, or vocalization of old words that moment of talent was there for joy. Free of charge was the happiness he sold. it makes me wonder,             how he keeps on going. It makes me wonder how he gives such talent without expecting anything back. Because isn't