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My Perspective by HiddenFarAway, literature

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My Perspective

Like the time ticks away, I wonder of all that has been, And all yet to come, I see through different eyes, Yet feel with the same heart, But with more yearning and desire, patience and gratitude, My pain has not be for nothing, I could have left, Given in, But the wonderers before me now, Would have been left unwritten, Hidden away, Scars left are symbols of my strength, Fear only has the power you give it, And courage is knowing your afraid, Though unwilling to let fear unleash its full power over you, This is when you can truly live, When not every day or moment is easy, But that you go through them all anyway.

The start of something new by HiddenFarAway, literature

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The start of something new

Like a sudden rush of air in my lungs, I become breathless, Standing still in full motion, I'm grounded and yet weightless, I start to wonder if it's too good to be true, This dream of movies and fairytales, Happiness doesn't even begun to explain, But theres no point getting lost in the details. Theres something to be said, That you can have this power over me so fast so soon, I can't even imagine what is to come, I shot for the stars and ended up on the moon,

Hidden Memories by HiddenFarAway, literature

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Hidden Memories

Blasted. She screamed and I ran back, I caught her in the words as she spoke them, Can I see you? I cried for her to turn back, Where did it all go when it was? I saw into the life, She was nothing and everything, How could I see so clearly, Yet be so blind, He had it coming, And she was the knife, I couldn't tell another story, I couldn't tell another lie, But blood painted my eyes, And the soul was gone, Fair madden with claws, He with open arms, But I knew, I knew it all, Closest thing to murder, The knife inside.

I don't stop for nothing. by HiddenFarAway, literature

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I don't stop for nothing.

If you could hear the sound that it makes, And feel how the tearing of the cloth on my body, Takes my breath away, Keeps everyone coming back for more, Like the best is always first and nothing saved for last, You're a dream in a living body, With everything only you could see, Caress me with everything you're not, I can see past all the lies, Even if only for a moment, Blissfully engaged in remembrance, Take my hand and will be free, Run Away to a place everyone can see, I'm not hiding you and me, I want the world to see, I don't stop for nothing.

If you could see me by HiddenFarAway, literature

Could I? by HiddenFarAway, literature

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Could I?

If I could find the words to change your mind would I use them? Could I even move past the betrayal? Would I always be afraid of you leaving? Or could I just love you and be happy? I would never change knowing you, Never change loving you, I would change the pain, Change the broken pieces for something whole again, I wish things could be different, But life doesn't go that way. I'm just stuck moving forwards, Always missing what was, And hoping that whatever comes, Is something worth all this fighting.

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Sea of life by HiddenFarAway, literature

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Sea of life

I saw the light of the stars on the windowsill and now I'm dreaming, The vines of imagination crawling to the sky, I wish I knew the outcome of all my fighting, Every time I cry curl up and shake, Each nightmare dragging me under deeper and deeper, I've heard the call of the ending, that sound the sailors hear in the seas, Where the conclusion of the suffering is hiding in the rocks of which drowning is the true ending, Death, Where we don't know the full outcome, The place science can only dream about, I fight it, Cover my ears, get sick to the rocking of the boat and fall asleep, Only to wake to a new day with the fresh sting of

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

July 14, 1985
Canada
Deviant for 15 years
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I love art and all it has to offer. I'm a bit of a writer and a painter but haven't had the chance to add any of my painting on here as of yet. I love looking at and reading other peoples works but am usually to shy to leave any comments. I hope that some people enjoy my work but I really do it to help clear my head and calm me down so if someone likes it as well it's a bonus.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and look at my page.

~Hiddenfaraway

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Art, Reading, Dancing, Acting, Learning

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HiddenFarAway

Apr 17, 2012

Start somewhere and end where your meant to be.

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Why is it that we spend so much time being scared to be ourselves? Thats why people love us and become our friends, Because of who we are, So why are we so scared to just show EVERYONE who we are? Even online I get scared, because I want to be the real me, But I wonder will anyone like me? What if I say or do something that I later think maybe I shouldn't have? Then it hits me, Everyone does things that later in life doesn't match who they became, But if it wasn't for those things they wouldn't have become that person. I'm Jessie Taylor but you can Call me JessieJay, I live in a small town, I have big dreams and an even bigger hea

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HiddenFarAway

Oct 18, 2011

Here goes nothing and everything

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So I've never written a journal entry on deviantart before but I thought there is no better time to start then right now. It's monday and the start to another week. I've got homework under control and have finally been able to get some good pleasure reading done so on those fronts things are going well. I want to start a group in my home town for people to get together and support each other when it comes to dealing with having and loving people who have a mental illness. I've never been the type of person to put myself out there in the community like this but I know that if I need support then there has to be others and someone needs to star