

The StageThe whole worlds a stage and I'm just it's actor. It took me a while to realise it, but I missed the scene. I missed the scene, my heart skipped a beat, And it was gone, I couldn't grasp it in time.The Stage
When it came to it, I couldn't recognise it, didn't know what IT was, The big one, I'd been building up to it for years, The 25th, no cuts, one take, the audience would applaud with wonder. But I fluffed my lines, misread scene 24 and I wasn't there on cue.
I thought I finished with a happy ending, the director thought otherwise. I stood there, sweaty palms, crying inside 'What's
Sshh
Chaos

UntitledRetracting into the leather liquid, The fighting fluid could never possibly bring that power. The freedom wouldn't ever Renew for just that extra superlative hour.Untitled
The motion of the engine -
It dimmed the very lights, But for a few short moments His tear hides from all in sight.
Another week, another year... No surely, it could not, It's barely a day, slight of an hour For time is labelled clearly as "forgot".
Retracted into the leather liquid, The victorious fluid pursues some "mental flower", Her freedom, granted as never, Left a
Damien's Kiss
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"I have been one acquainted with the night." - Robert Frost
Perpetually in search of new models.
I've got one of these DeviantArt profiles as well, Tim H. told me you had one. I see you've been on this for ages, I only just found it.
Have a look at my experimental pictures.
I like writing pretentious bollocks to go with them, it's fun.
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-Charlie Shread- change this world for the better -
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-Charlie Shread- change this world for the better -
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Quit reading my signature you stupid signature reader.
Oh, except read this part where I demand you check out my work!!
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Art to me, is like a Norwegian bowla cactus. Spikey, but subtely green...
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