Sitting in a paddock in the heart of the outback. There's a sense of tranquility here, what with the cows mooing and the kangaroos prancing around. The sun is setting and I'm in awe of the perfectly painted sky. The once white clouds have turned a deep shade of purple and are lined with vibrant pink streaks. After minutes, the sun has disappeared and stars began to appear. The moon arrives in a crescent shape and I am unable to see the craters. I stare up at the night sky. After being in the city, I have realised what a spectacular view it is. In Sydney, few stars make it into sight, but here in the middle of nowhere, I can see a million. I p
I recall sitting in my room, trembling like the earth right before an earthquake, terrified to hear the horrid noise that always came after the shrieking and sobbing. My face, red as a tomato and my forehead is all covered in sweat as if I had just came back home all drenched from the hailing rain. Although outside was a humid summers evening, in the small corner of my room it was as cold as the highest mountains in Equestria. I could feel the air getting thicker and thicker as it started to strangle my neck pulling every last breath. My back pinned against the cottage walls and my hooves pierced onto the rug. Listening to the high pitched sh
I'm too big to cry, yet here I have my tears
Here I have my faults, and here I have my fears
All laid before me, like one big giant mess
Reminding me how insecure I am, when this is all that's left
I hold onto the hope, that there's a better day
And though it still eludes me, its going to come my way
But till that day I'll sit, drowning in mistakes
I'll hold on even though I know, for me its just too late
I'm broken now I'm bleeding, and no strings can hold me in
I'll smile at you pleading, that you'll forgive my sins
I'm too big to cry, too strong to feel this way
My smiles too bright to fake it, yet I die inside today
Sitting in a paddock in the heart of the outback. There's a sense of tranquility here, what with the cows mooing and the kangaroos prancing around. The sun is setting and I'm in awe of the perfectly painted sky. The once white clouds have turned a deep shade of purple and are lined with vibrant pink streaks. After minutes, the sun has disappeared and stars began to appear. The moon arrives in a crescent shape and I am unable to see the craters. I stare up at the night sky. After being in the city, I have realised what a spectacular view it is. In Sydney, few stars make it into sight, but here in the middle of nowhere, I can see a million. I p
I recall sitting in my room, trembling like the earth right before an earthquake, terrified to hear the horrid noise that always came after the shrieking and sobbing. My face, red as a tomato and my forehead is all covered in sweat as if I had just came back home all drenched from the hailing rain. Although outside was a humid summers evening, in the small corner of my room it was as cold as the highest mountains in Equestria. I could feel the air getting thicker and thicker as it started to strangle my neck pulling every last breath. My back pinned against the cottage walls and my hooves pierced onto the rug. Listening to the high pitched sh
Sitting in a paddock in the heart of the outback. There's a sense of tranquility here, what with the cows mooing and the kangaroos prancing around. The sun is setting and I'm in awe of the perfectly painted sky. The once white clouds have turned a deep shade of purple and are lined with vibrant pink streaks. After minutes, the sun has disappeared and stars began to appear. The moon arrives in a crescent shape and I am unable to see the craters. I stare up at the night sky. After being in the city, I have realised what a spectacular view it is. In Sydney, few stars make it into sight, but here in the middle of nowhere, I can see a million. I p
I'm a hobbyist who has a wide interest in all types of literature whether it is writing short-stories to brainstorming ideas for poetry. I also have a liking for digital art. Every evening I continue working on some of my pieces and submit them to deviantART here. I have been inspired to write by my dear parents who have always encouraged me on my work. You will usually see me with a pencil and a paper in front of me and that obviously means I'm either studying or drawing myself into a whole new world of literature.
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So I would want either one of you great artists there who are willing to draw Buttercream Sundae, a character from the show Littlest Pet Shop. If you don't know who she is, then I suggest you click this link:-----> http://www.deviantart.com/art/Buttercream-Sundae-382243358
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