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"Run away and hide from the inner demons...the negative thoughts... A place where no one can get me. In my own little corner of solitude."
Don't ask, 'cause I don't know either. All I wanted to do was just draw Tezzie from behind and it turned into...well. This. I would assume Tez has a lot of dark moments when she's alone and left to just...think. She reflects too much on her life. xD;
Tez & art (c) ~Pokemon08196
Don't ask, 'cause I don't know either. All I wanted to do was just draw Tezzie from behind and it turned into...well. This. I would assume Tez has a lot of dark moments when she's alone and left to just...think. She reflects too much on her life. xD;
Tez & art (c) ~Pokemon08196
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*an infernape sits and pulls out a quil and paper*
"I am truly sorry for this but i must write what i feel
again accept my appology for i am sorry"
Sometimes i want to run away
to a place with out judgement
with out lies
with out hurt
sometimes i want to run away
to a place with crystal waters
with green fields
and clear skys
sometimes i want to run away
to a place where i can be free
i can be myself
i can make friends
Does such a place exist
for yes such a place does
it exist with in the heart
in the mind
in the soul
yet when you open your eyes
you've returned to that place
where hatred is everywhere
where greed is in everyone
and fear consumes everythng
sometimes i want to run away
to a place where all can be happy
all will have peace
all will have love
some times i want to run away
in to the depths of my being
in to my own happy place
in to the solitude of my world
sometimes i want to run away
but i know i can
i know i shouldn't
and i know i won't
for the only way make my world
in to my dream
my hope
my desire
is to face the demons
that make me run away
that make me cower
that make me fear
so to create that sanctuary
that hidden palace of peace
i will not run away
til my fears are put to rest
here is where i will remain
"Forgive me for i saw this and felt the urge to put it in words more than the simplest of phrase i am a wandering poet who does nothing more than give thanks to those who keep the joy of art alive in the hearts of not only myself but in those who have forsaken it , and believe that it can nolonger reach or touch in the way that i know and seen it can. I give this to you as thanks from one artist to another." Puts away the quill hands you the piece of paper and walks away
"I am truly sorry for this but i must write what i feel
again accept my appology for i am sorry"
Sometimes i want to run away
to a place with out judgement
with out lies
with out hurt
sometimes i want to run away
to a place with crystal waters
with green fields
and clear skys
sometimes i want to run away
to a place where i can be free
i can be myself
i can make friends
Does such a place exist
for yes such a place does
it exist with in the heart
in the mind
in the soul
yet when you open your eyes
you've returned to that place
where hatred is everywhere
where greed is in everyone
and fear consumes everythng
sometimes i want to run away
to a place where all can be happy
all will have peace
all will have love
some times i want to run away
in to the depths of my being
in to my own happy place
in to the solitude of my world
sometimes i want to run away
but i know i can
i know i shouldn't
and i know i won't
for the only way make my world
in to my dream
my hope
my desire
is to face the demons
that make me run away
that make me cower
that make me fear
so to create that sanctuary
that hidden palace of peace
i will not run away
til my fears are put to rest
here is where i will remain
"Forgive me for i saw this and felt the urge to put it in words more than the simplest of phrase i am a wandering poet who does nothing more than give thanks to those who keep the joy of art alive in the hearts of not only myself but in those who have forsaken it , and believe that it can nolonger reach or touch in the way that i know and seen it can. I give this to you as thanks from one artist to another." Puts away the quill hands you the piece of paper and walks away