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tides.

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finding your lullaby.

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Nightmares

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We Were Someday

Someday, When we're done with school, We'll live together Someday, We'll leave this place And go where nobody knows us Someday, Even if I can't, I'll put a ring on your finger Someday, we won't have to apologize. Someday, When this is all over, We'll be together always Someday, I'll come back to you, And it'll be just us Someday, this war will end. Someday, I promise, Everything is going to be all right We were always Someday.

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Schizophrenia

Voices whisper in your ear; Sweetest nothings, greatest fears. All your life your friend is there, Waiting with a tale to share. Threats are blown into the air, Ever present, meant to scare. Someone tails your every move; A hidden fiend, free to rove. Disembodied voices say: Never dare to disobey. Your friend arrives with a grin, A plan in mind, a great sin. Trembling grips your paling hand. Someone whispers their command. Terrified, you call to me, Hoping I can set you free. But as you point out your friend, Wishing that this all would end, My answer renews your fear: I see no one standing there.

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WIP Sheet

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Published: Jul 22, 2010

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Look! I'm actually doing stuff! Just nothing is done yet!

Included in this WIP sheet are all things I'm presently working on.
This includes a remake of the Curly Brace (Cave Story) picture I started and neglected to finish on my livestream, a fanart piece of Amy Pond (Doctor Who), a Superhero idea (It's actually a really awesome idea and is going to take a few parts to draw right, and it's not just a superhero), a Tailmouth character (A meme of sorts on FA), and a fanart piece of Calvin and Hobbes I'mma try and make look like watercolors.

But look! Work! I'm doing it! Sort of!

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