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EDIT: ~a-thorn-in-your-side 's poems and writings are now accessible at

another pic!I'm on a roll hehe! This is the promised pic for inspired by his poem "Nausea" which is very dear to me,for very delicate reasons,which is why I put so much effort into the pic.Hope you like it,too,Paul! You can find more of his poetry here [link] !!

Photoshop 7.0,4hours.

Here's the poem:

Nausea
by ~a-thorn-in-your-side

I welcome you all
To a miserable city,
One full of woe
And brimming with pity.

Our story begins
With a beautiful girl,
Her lips soft as silk,
Her skin white as pearl.

Her icy blue eyes
Were greeting and warm,
And her flowing black hair
Draped down her young form.

Nausea seemed
From heaven above,
And it didn't take long
For her to find love.

While they were together
They were never apart,
And her lover did bless
The warmth of her heart.

However, all things good
They must come to an end,
And they did when she learned
Of his affair with her friend.

Her heart, it was broken
And how she did weep.
The days and weeks passed,
And not a night she did sleep.

One dark night she raged,
And vowed never again
To let another man reach her
Or feel any pain.

So she bought every pill
And drug she could find,
All so she could
Put her pain out of mind.

And from that midnight onwards
She did not feel a thing,
Except time to time
A syringe needle's sting.

Her house went to ruin,
For not much could be done.
Poor Nausea was weak
For her body was numb.

And so she remained,
And she found it quite healing
To live out her life
Without any feeling.

Until one fateful day
On a newspaper page,
She found out her friend
And her ex were engaged.

And all over again
She felt her great sorrow.
The drugs had worn off
And the wedding was tomorrow.

So she grabbed a syringe
But before she did start,
She realised her pain
Was all in her heart.

So she pierced her breastplate
With a sickening crack,
As the plunger went down
There as no turning back.

At last she felt bliss
As her pain took defeat,
But the moment soon passed,
For her heart ceased to beat.

Do not mourn, Nausea got
What she had asked for.
For now she is dead,
She does not feel any more.
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its beautiful

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"I don't know about angels, but its fear that gives men wings"
Thank you~ :heart:

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Thanks,glad you like it~ :)

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That looks like it feels reeeeal good [/sarcasm] Lots of emotions in this piece~

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*should be doing something else right now*
Dobar kontrast izmedju sive haljine, patnje i sarenog stakla :)....
I jos uz to detalji na haljini su super :nod:....
Ode! Pa sto? Vise bi mi se svideo upad na svadbu i masovni masakr, pazi ovako

//ALTERNATIVE ENDING//
...so she took the sword
from her wall
she made it sharp
to kill them all

the wedding was nice
the guests were here
and she thought "oh my god,
this is very queer"

and the blade spoke
the song of death
it's shining justice,
their final breath

through the flesh
a voice was spread
full of pain
it was her friend

-"did somebody pay you
to brutally kill me?"
-"You are my friend,
I killed you for free"

police came,
she didn't care
IDEM BRE DA SPAVAM
PROSLO JE PET:0)

pa ti dojavi autoru ovo:0)

Crtez je fenomenalan.
that's beautiful, the image and the poem, and they compliment each other perfectly. Wonderful job :D

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