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My real name is Synthia but most everone I know calls me Syn. I love everything to do with art. I mostly do traditional, but I can scrape up a digital drawing and I'm only recently learning how to paint. I'm 15 and I started drawing 5 years ago. I also love to write, everyone says this is where I excel. I love to read. I like classics and anything that someone can put in front of my face unless it's real then I have a tendency to kind of brush the piece aside unless it's "really" good.


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I seen my myself in a happy little place
Lights rise
Like fireflies
Burning in the night

Smoke would reach for me
to nestle in my hair
Curling like desperate shadows
preying on the weak

Yet strong I stood
Upon the hill

Graves rose up
around my feet
Clinging to my skin  
Ghosts would cluck
Singing their merciless songs
about death
and life

I seen myself in a happy little place
Like smoke
In the embers
Of the night
Hour upon hour I sit at my desk
Something about it has a powerful zest
Work matters of no concern
Blue his eyes of embers burn
Charcoaled hands with dirt and grit
Even now I love him every bit
Papers churn
And letters burn
Reduced to ash
My artistic stash
Burning away with every glance
Shoulders droop and faulty stance
Paper and pen
My run away hen
That's all I need
My helpless fiend

His eyes were soft with me
I couldn't
Not tonight
He brushed away a salty tear
Closed eyes
Seeing nothing but his outline
Lashes tickling my cheeks
Why cry?
He pulled me against him
Not in a lovers embrace
Nor in brotherly love
Instead he let me sob on his shoulder
My friend
My sweet loving friend
I loved you then
You've changed
Transformed into something new
Not a butterfly
Something much less beautiful
Much more disturbing
Yet when I look back
When I remember
You are him
The boy I loved
Not with a lovers passion
But I seen you with a sisters eyes
I loved you then
I still do now
But I see you as you are
A boy
The boy I used to love
in disguise
As a monster

I thought I loved you
but I don't know why
I thought my heart would implode
but I finally let go
I thought you loved me too
but I'm not sure anymore
I thought you were perfect
but you weren't
I thought my hands shook from sadness at your departure
but it turns out I was wrong
I thought you were mine
but you never were
I thought your eyes spoke of fear
but I now know better
I thought you loved me
but you never did

Teachers talk at me
Poems they spit with glee
They tell me not to rhyme
but hear my laughter chime
Words are so contrite
You aren't always right
Memories of present
Past is for rent
I look back for now
Through again I plow
Good-bye for today
Tomorrow I will relay

There are many different types of roses in life. Some are small, big, or colorful. Anyways the point is that like humanity they very in personality. I have a thought that maybe theses roses know more about life than we do. They know how to survive and yet they die all the same. A rose's life span is short in concept yet longer than ours; for they can grow again. Roses have seen many lives and experienced many deaths, but they rise again. It's hard to kill a rose unless of coarse you neglect it, but even then if you choose to trim it's rotten corpse you may find that it has sprung to life once more. We are not roses and I understand why, with a sudden certainty, why we are told to stop and smell the roses. Our life is short and we fear death as if it were the end. Maybe it is. I know I'm a Christian but even I have my doubts. We are told to smell roses because everyone is telling us to live more like a rose. They need someone too, despite the fact that their attitude toward you may be prickly, they still need your love and support to live yet they don't fear death. That is why they flourish, because they live in constant happiness; where we as humans live in fear.

   Of everything.
  • Mood: Artistic
  • Listening to: John Rzeznik- I'm still here
  • Reading: The City of Heavenly Fire
  • Watching: True Blood season 6
  • Playing: dmc4
  • Drinking: a&w root beer

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MauraGreen Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist
Thanks for the watch :)
LimonTea Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Professional Digital Artist
Hey, I'm very thankful to U 4 watching me!
SynLove170 Featured By Owner 1 day ago
your welcome
IvanVladik Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you very much for the faves! :-)
SynLove170 Featured By Owner 1 day ago
your welcome
omamoriisme Featured By Owner 5 days ago  New member Hobbyist Traditional Artist
thanks for the fav dear
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Thank you for the fav!! :D
MistRaven Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
thanks for faving my work
Anime-Quotes Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
#DrowningInFavorites!!! Thanks a lot!!! Much appreciated Llama Emoji-02 (Blush) [V1] 
LimonTea Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
Thank U very much for the fave!
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