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The Gray, The White, and The Grey by TheArtKid7, literature

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The Gray, The White, and The Grey

Gray business doesn't seem to matter, but gray matter seems to be everyone's business. The goal was written before you were born, they say, the objective was decided, they say, through lucky science, there was no deciding factor, no choice they say. But they say there is a choice that you could choose to conform, good little, boringly normal child that you are, or ignore the white to become, to be gray And you choose the grey each and every time because there is no choice for you and there is no gray and there is no grey, but there is hope and hope and hope for a time when there won't be a white or a grey, for a som

Doors That Close by TheArtKid7, literature

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Doors That Close

my mouth opens, but the only thing I can feel is my throat crushing in on itself, constricting on its own, pressuring the fragile chords within, refusing to allow me to speak, collapsing in on itself as if to say no, now is not the time, you cannot trust, you cannot let this secret go, no one should know, and I clear my throat, or try to, as the words falter and stop, crashing into one other, losing structure, losing sanity, before they even have a chance to escape my mind, from carefully calculated plans to another's ears, and she looks at me expectantly, as silence hangs itself, lonely, and the little coward in the corner gathers itself,

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Sibling Bond by TheArtKid7, literature

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Sibling Bond

Sometimes I'm not entirely sure that there's a sibling bond holding us together, cradling us like Gaia nurturing her children, like a gentle caress from Mother Nature. Sometimes I'm not entirely sure whether you're my coach, my tutor, my overseer, my Master, or simply my brother. Sometimes I'm not entirely sure that I'm not just a bodyguard, a willing body kept around that could be thrown in front of the trajectory of a bullet, a willing body that no one will miss for long, a willing body that can be forgotten, but rather a sister. And sometimes, just most times, I'm not entirely sure that we're siblings at all, or that I can ever truly k

The Colors of Love by TheArtKid7, literature

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The Colors of Love

First, blue deep blue for life-giving sustenance, aqua blue for faithful, fateful water, blue, for the color of my love's eyes, flecks of dark desire hidden behind innocent azure skies. Then, yellow sunshine yellow for the hope I see in her eyes, pale yellow for the post-it notes she leaves everywhere, trying to brighten my day, lemon yellow for the smell of her hair, lingering, always lingering, creating a dull, washed out green, the eyes of jealousy, the eyes of pride But most of all purple, the royal color of mud, the color that smears everything into brown, so that everyone and anyone is equal, so that our love is just an ordinary lo

people believe in trash cans by TheArtKid7, literature

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people believe in trash cans

throw it all away for a chance to write something meaningful, that irony that the only form I can express my truth in is that of misleading poetry, that while I bask in the glory of composition, I know, always know that people believe in trash cans, but once the garbage has filled up spreading its stink everywhere, people will dispose of it, without a thought, without remorse, for there is nothing prettier or uglier than the masked truth called poetry.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

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Deviant for 10 years

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I'm just an extremely self-conscious amateur philosopher/poet who has picked up photography and sketching as a hobby.

Suggestions to improve my photos are welcome. Suggestions for titles are welcome.

A few quotes I've enjoyed:

"One person's worth is not decided by that person, but by the people around them who know them well enough to judge them." (The Blind and the Unseeing by Stunning Sunset)

"In the midst of life we are in death." [And Then There Were None (also published as Ten Little Indians) by Agatha Christie]

"Courage is not conquering fear for yourself but refusing to succumb to fear for a reason that surpasses yourself. That…My work is more important than my body. If my ideals could be so easily tossed aside, I would be better off dead." (The Blind and the Unseeing by Stunning Sunset)

“‘When in doubt, we follow our hearts. Words can be false, images and sounds can be manipulated. But this…’ He tapped his chest, over his heart. ‘This is always true.’” (The Enchantress by Michael Scott)

"The most common lie is that which one lies to himself; lying to others is relatively an exception." (Friedrich Nietzsche)

"We all wear masks and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin." (André Berthiaume)