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sketch
I speak love with people I don't really need to care.
But I spit words like knives to the people I really care about.
..
Till I see them breaking down.
Till I realize I've crossed the line.
And my pillow gets wet every night.
With my dirty tears of regret.
With a pain from hurting my loves.
I'm sorry.
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I really like how you arrange your drawings and get so much story into a small space!
Cheer up!
miss you,carrot!
Hello mate!
I just noticed this comment on your website:
"...it contains an interesting perspective and some fine sketches, drawings and poetry. The commentary is heartfelt and down to earth. Real world issues are commented upon in a unique and creative way."
And I couldn't agree more!
All the very best,
Marcus
MARCUS!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh...That's a great comment!!
(I'm seeing the blog right now..)
I wish you the best and think of you sometimes.
Also it's great to know that you're still seeing my blog..hehehe..
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