Darksiders: Your Last Days Contest - Create a piece of artwork in any visual medium depicting a creative and personal interpretation of the last days of Earth during an ‘apocalypse’ and earn a chance to win amazing prizes!
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A moth into a butterfly
And a lie into the sweetest truth I’m so afraid of life I try to call your name but I’m silenced By the fear of dying in your heart once again. I see the seasons changing And in the heart of this autumn I fall With the leaves from the trees. I play dead To hide my heart until the world gone dark Fades away. I cry like God cries the rain And I’m just one step away From the end of today. Play Dead by HIM Model: Micaela. Awww, she is awesome, I worked for her a few days ago, and she allowed me to manip some of the images! NOTE See the original [link] |
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Is Imagination dependent upon Experience, or is Experience influenced by the Imagination?
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
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♆ Cut Your Flesh and Worship Satan ♆
Really beautiful
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Your love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need
(Bon Jovi)
wonderfull sweet
detai for emotional....context
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Welcome to Neverland
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Is Imagination dependent upon Experience, or is Experience influenced by the Imagination?
The textures, the colors...everything...just stunning.
Like a peaceful melancholy.
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...Taught me by Time, ---the lower way, Conviction every day,---That life like this is endless, Be judgement what it may.
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