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Cupid why have you gone and abandoned me?
What I have done to make you hate me?
Why have you cursed me with bad luck?
And what can I do to break it?
Occasionally you have shown up
To match me with another
But after a certain amount of time
You decide to end your magic
Am I just a test subject?
For you to practice on
I've seen you match other people
While turning your back on me
You haven't been on my side in awhile
I'm starting to wonder why
Will I be alone forever?
Or do you have something special planned?
Through the countless pain and heart aches
I can feel myself become cynical
Casting away my feelings
I think I'm becoming a robot
I have lost my faith in love
And I don't know how to get it back
I'm asking you to save me cupid
Since you put me through this pain
Harden my heartHarden my Heart
Here I go once again
Being blinded to love's shining light
Even though I've bathed in this light for awhile
It appears to have flickered and left me in the dark
Once again I let a pretty face
To open my firmly shut heart
After I had let her inside
She attacked it from within
I only wonder why this happened
What caused me to lose again?
Is because I cared too much
Or was it because I was too careless?
So here I am feeling dead inside
Slowly picking up the pieces again
If there's one thing I have learned from this
I will now harden my heart before it's broken again
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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