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Tired. by ashflee0, literature

Literature

Tired.

I, am tired. Tired of feeling. Tired of all the hard work of healing. Tired of failing. Tired of falling. Tired. I am tired of things, People, and notions. Tired of people, And tired of their motions. Tired of their talk Tired of their commotion. Tired of everything Inside and out Tired of hating Too tired to pout I just wish, Wish I could live, Live underwater Some place to forgive Some place to wish And wish I shall do Wish to not be tired Oh, please wish, Come true.

It's Free Premium Membership Day! by Ayame-Kenoshi, journal

It's Free Premium Membership Day!

Jan 19, 2012

Welcome, one and all, to Free Premium Membership Day! Today, we're giving every deviantART member an all-access Premium Membership pass! :eager: Here's the deal! Your username's symbol might look the same, but your account has been granted all the privileges of a Premium Member! Think of the day as an open house -- stop by, grab a cookie, and check out the features and goodies your Premium Membership has to offer. For today only -- from 12:00 AM to 11:59 PM Los Angeles, CA, time on January 19th -- all deviants can enjoy: :bulletgreen: JournalSKINS! Browse through the Installable Journal Skins category to pick your favorite JournalSKIN

Creeper by Poetrymann, literature

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Creeper

Peel the glass back from my cheek - my eye hanging like a lazy fool, watching the air, slippery with whispers descend upon this room. I said I would grow on you; my last words curdling the milk left in your cup as the curtains yawned and walls wept behind your chair. Trust comes easily - flat and distended, disturbing the dust left growing on the porch, pulling up the roots rotting in clay pots. And you just watch dusk roll over us - Virginia Creeper and blind men with a slice of grey - holding up the ceiling where the paint bleeds and startles the moon.

2011 As Seen Through Art by mattdanna, journal

2011 As Seen Through Art

Jan 10, 2012

2011 was full of emotional events the world around, and our community responded at unprecedented levels. From natural disasters to historical celebrations, entertainment milestones to tearful goodbyes, our community spoke out like no other community can — artistically, creatively, and emotionally. In many ways, last year marked the final chapter of a few eras, opening the door to new beginnings for 2012. Let's take a look...