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Dark Prince Of CHAOS
Its soo easy when your EVIL
Noooooo. lol
I like this. It's veryyy different from anything I've ever seen. =3
How long did it take you to finish this?
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As days go on,
I feel so cold.
The thought of you,
still ever so bold.
Though its been awhile and my heart should have mend,
the hole deep inside has become a constant friend.
I sketched yesterday, shaded and coloured today.
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Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fallen, into a sea of blood. How many miles to Avalon?
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Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fallen, into a sea of blood. How many miles to Avalon?
I is uber slow. lol
Sweet! What medium?
=3
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As days go on,
I feel so cold.
The thought of you,
still ever so bold.
Though its been awhile and my heart should have mend,
the hole deep inside has become a constant friend.
--
Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fallen, into a sea of blood. How many miles to Avalon?
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Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fallen, into a sea of blood. How many miles to Avalon?
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Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fallen, into a sea of blood. How many miles to Avalon?
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