Back at it with artwork

This is a toxicskunky original.

Droplets sliding down the ridge of metal, slithering its way down to it's destination. Closer and closer it gets towards the edge or metal and air meet. It slings to the brim and it's grip loosening on

The wind blows cold, the rain falling, pouring down on a girl, shivering in the darkened corner of the city streets. Her clothes are tattered and dirty, she's sick and her stomach growling from hunger.

In the year 3012, a war broke loose in-between two different races, humans and vampires. One race got caught in the middle of the war, the krushniakes. They are vampires, but they feed on other vampire's

I just want to cry, Cry everything that happened to me away and forget about it all. Everyone that hurt me and used me, I want it all to go away. I want to cry it all away, Cry away all the pain, All the

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Darkness? It engulfs everything, My surroundings, My Mind, My soul. Then I see the light, That little light at the end of this trail, The trail that I have been traveling for some many years. It was you,

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I want the sun to burn away my skin, The insects and animals to eat away my muscles and insides, The sea to wash away my ashes and bones, Moss gathers on my bones and fish eating my bones away. Burning

Knives are sharp, cuts sting. Blood is warm, running down your arms. Dripping into puddles, getting cold. Growing weak, darkness in caves. Falling to the floor, painting you red. Cold incaving you, motionless,

if there was such thing as angels and fallen angels after I pass on to the next world, I wonder what my wings will look like. will they be white or black, big or small, perfect or broken, can i fly or

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Once i flew up high in the heavens above, Now I'm on the ground with broken wings. Once picked on, Angel's picking off my Black feathers, Telling me I don't belong here, Beating me up and breaking my wings,

A tricky maze that you need to pass, before you hit the deadline. Halls with sharp corners and doors, that tricked teachers lay. With their own tricky rules, And creaky voices. There books or fortune,

When a newborn takes its first breathe, It's cup forms, Fills with the liquid of death, Pure black. As the newborn grows, takes risks in its life, It's soul sips from the Goblet filled with Deaths' Poison.

sorrow overflowing, emotions, flooding. cuts of red, stream down, delecute skin. love and romance, never true, depressing. red streams, streak down, pale cheeks of rose. eyes, turn red, from blood and

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