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©2004-2010 ~meldir
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playground school bell rings again
rain clouds come to play again
has no one told you she's not breathing?
hello i'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
hello

if i smile and don't believe
soon i know i'll wake from this dream
don't try to fix me i'm not broken
hello i'm the lie living for you so you can hide
don't cry

suddenly i know i'm not sleeping
hello i'm still here
all that's left of yesterday



e.n. :heart:



model: ~virgin-stock
wings: ~dead-stock
texture: pretty brush
brushes: #asunder
lyric: evanescence - hello

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:iconmetaldready:
really nice, also the background!

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Als kunst volmaakt is, dan is de wereld overbodig.
:iconmheckerling:
Absolutely fantastic!! :clap: Very whimsical. I love the combo of the modern outfit with the cracked parchment background! :p

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"I am what I am," Popeye once said. No one questioned Olyve Oyl. :siamese:
:iconmeldir:
oo thank you so much! im glad you like this piece i kinda thought it would be common, but im glad you dont :giggle: :hug:

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.My heart sleeps in the emerald dream.
:iconskaforbrain:
this is also so gorgeous!! wonderful work. i love the feel you have with your pictures, like a worn but so classic feeling...raw too. i love it!
:iconshootingstare:
Evanescence rules...
:iconmeldir:
indeedy :giggle:

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.My heart sleeps in the emerald dream.
:iconopaqtic:
youve taken me back, to those innocent days of summers verge. smells of warmth, skies dark to cleanse. felt as though things were easy again. easy in that hypnotic sense of pursuit and possibilities.
we are like blankets when we are young. ready to hide the faces, conceal the progression of tommorrows minds.
we are the vice which has no need to be unknown.
no need to compell branches of a unique nature.
we are merely children, which do this and that.
and we wear what those other ones do. and bleed how those other ones bleed.
we sit and stare waiting to be driven by multi-million dollar industries, shaping our mind, our morals, our creativity, and worst of all our imagination.
we are bread to consume, to "fit"
to become as unnoticed as those boxes of consumer-related parafhenalia which cludders the shelves of schoolastic aptitude re-placement adjustment catagories. (school)
we have no oppurtunity to disigree.
we only have this box.
we only kno0w its shape.
we only own its colors.

then i started eating copious amounts of lsd.
i experimented in those windows.
i saw myself playing in the yard which i imagined.
i fought the pains of glass with ludicrious insights.
i stumbled over my own veins.
i caught myself breathing, as though running through the woods, darkened fragments of evil chased me deeper into the branches of my minds.
and i devored all that i had to hold breath, untill once again i will awake like those first monkeys to venture away from there tree lines. i will evolve. i will expand this humanity.
it will only take these progressive waves, to show me the depth of my existance, to show me the ligth of my shadows.
to see the world as artistically manifesting.
to connect, to relate, thus to create
and most importantly to contemplate.
as though images are my philosophical vice.
my understandment of the world and the self.
like saying hello.
:iconmeldir:
wow :wow: that lyric is just perfect for the image. where is it from? a song i guess?

thank you so much for this i really appreciate it!

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.My heart sleeps in the emerald dream.
:iconopaqtic:
actually your image inspired me to write it.
so thank you.
:iconmeldir:
honestly? :wow: okay now i am impressed more then impressed :faint: good lord your brilliant! cant believe it. :faint:

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.My heart sleeps in the emerald dream.

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