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Mother NatureWith every can you throw away, with every factory you open, You loose another snowy day, You try to kill me - Mother Nature. I still love you children, You hurt me and i try to show my warmth, I still care my offspring, Thats why i dont unleash my wrath. I feel the pain of the coruption, The fumes invading deep into my lungs, Is your progress such a strong seduction, to try and suffocate my breath away. My hair - so green so fresh, now falls away...so dull and gray. My Tears - acid rains, you made me cry for all my grace. My eyes , the purest blue,Mother Nature
Lift me up
by *wildlifehoodoo
by ~deligaris
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All pictures, and artwork © Copyright 2009 Esther Verschoor, all rights reserved.
More pictures of my dolls on [link]
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"The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heavn of hell, a hell of heavn..."
~Paradise Lost, 1:254-255
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"The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heavn of hell, a hell of heavn..."
~Paradise Lost, 1:254-255
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Suzy: Before I found my pet clam I was lackluster, and morose.
Peggy: That's a coin purse!
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"The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heavn of hell, a hell of heavn..."
~Paradise Lost, 1:254-255
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"Dreams are scary because there is an end. Once you wake up, there is only reality."
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"The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heavn of hell, a hell of heavn..."
~Paradise Lost, 1:254-255
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Artist. Genius. Visionary. Lord of the Technicolour Hairdo and Lover of All Things Edible. A Bloody PHENOMENON. This is Shannon Arklay, proudly cooler than you since 1919.
Member of ~HarleyQuinnFC and #SpoonyExperimentFC
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"The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heavn of hell, a hell of heavn..."
~Paradise Lost, 1:254-255
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