new phone background!!! 19-8-19-13 = SHSM = Save Him Save Me

for art contest

got computer but the desktop tabs are sooo small T_T

ye so about my computer...

ya so my computer is broken again and so Swire is working on that. I am at my grandmas house rn so if my computer is fixed then i can't get it. Because of this inconvenience I made art using Sketch.io. as you can tell I have used it before. not sponsored!!!

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Poems by meh :P.

!i[]:(----/\/(Already dead)\/\----):[]i!

Dark at night when you close your eyes, somewhere in the shadows something lies.
In the closet and under the bed, they are very angry so soon you’ll be dead.
In the morning sun every moment pass, this is the reason you get possessed.
They never even stop, you can’t make a peep,
Even if it’s steep your at memories peak.
When you fall off the top there’ll never be a stop.
You fall to the ground, and now you’ve been found.
Deep underground where memories sleep, anger is restless and secrets don’t keep.
Then you awake in the middle of the night, it seems you’ve awaken to quite a fright.
Demons and monsters at the end of the bed, like they said you were already dead.
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(Hush little baby...)

Babies might smile and babies might cry,

They might scream and they might fight.

But don’t worry i can take it from here,

really oh really i don’t even care…..

Hush little Baby, don’t say a word..

Trust me little baby it wont even hurt.

Get the blade and slice it up,

Not even this baby will shut up.

Nice shiny blade, so silver and sharp,

Give it to the children, just the kind hearts.

Tell them its food, tell them that at 10:00,

Listen to them baby… their already dead.

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(the shattered circus…)

The glass in the back with a gleam of black,

Please don’t shatter in the circus act.

1 by 1 the clowns jump out,

don’t jump in or you might drown.

Dressed up creepy than deep dark h*ll,

It will be the finale seal.

into the water people go,

The nice cold water fill their throats.

Don’t cry, don’t cry little one,

Mamas gone, don’t even run.

Slice them, slice them! Into bits,

Soon enough they’ll meet their end.

this is the shattered circus…

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fight back the night

Down in the forest, through the night,

Something might fly right past your eye.

Something dark or something light,

Maybe a bat or maybe a fly.

Walk down that path you see to

find the 1st clue to your life…

Run, hide, something is watching you

In the night you close your eyes, awakening in a grave.

You look around to find my close friend called nothingness

Fight back the night.

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Deathsinger

If you hear a tune in the night,

Run away in fear and fright.

The music plays loud and clear,

This you know the end is near.

A song that feels warm and nice,

Brings cold and dark all the night.

Beware the tune that lingers,

It might be the Deathsinger.

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[]:/\/\(The way life is)/\/\:[]

Life is not always as good as you thought,

sometimes people are left to rot.

Every day repeating again,

someday, you know, it will be the end.

Over and over a repeating cycle,

only few days to flash a smile.

Dreams and dreams turn to fiends,

but they are not the only things.

Life might hold some scary things,

but not all things are what they seem.

It holds wonders and magical things,

but then it all turns back to mean.

Life is more then Happy and sweet,

soon you'll make the sound of defeat.

Bad and pain is all you meet.

Walking down a long long street.

Art~

It took my fruit!

Found a marshmello mix of a toucan eating a fruit

[](/\/\/\The hanging tree/\/\/\)[]

 Through the day and through the night, through the love and through the fight.

 On the path, through the woods, wearing your once favorite hood.

 Parents fight about it all, you just want to live the fall. 

Not a sound, not a peep, welcome to the hanging tree.

After the walk you settle down, light the fire on the ground.

Then it’s night and it is dark, fire burns a little bark.

Fire burns out as dark as a crisp, pain sensation all that you wish. 

Blood is running to your knees, welcome to the hanging tree.

(A.N. this is my best poem ever XD :P. hope you enjoy!)