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Faith Long Past GoneToday I saw a pious woman Question everything she's ever known. I saw in her eyes her too-young son Lying dead of an overdose. I saw her husband, a man she truly loves Being eaten away by years of alcohol and whores. On days of ample stress her mind wanders onto thoughts like these. She questions me. "I don't know why I still go to church. I thought if I lived right and went to church on Sundays, God would protect me and life would be easy." I respond instantly, the pre-packaged result of my upbringing. "God will never give you more than you can handle." "But he hasFaith Long Past Gone
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--and we will become a happy ending--
I'm starting this club of sorts as a place where everyone can post their portrait.
You can find it at [link]
All you have to do is give me a link (in a note to faces.deviantart.com) to where i can grab your pic. If you wish, you can email me the pic (ask me for the email)
Then I will add your portrait to the gallery, with your devart nickname and a description of your choice!
I'm always curious to see what everyone looks like, and I hope people will be interested
I just thought of this today, and I hope it takes off well.
If you feel that you'd like to help out, let me know.
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deus ex machina.
deepblue.
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deus ex machina.
deepblue.
Sarah looked at him with bleary eyes. "It was too much. You can't fucking afford it, in any sense of the word. You're too goddamn romantic, too goddamn real." With that, she turned to leave. Time slowed to a crawl as Dyne watched her boots swivel, followed by the pulse in her trenchcoat as she whirled around. Her hair burst into sunlight about two steps down. He watched, silently, as her head turned slightly and a single tear hit her shoulder.
Unnoticed by Sarah was the tear that shattered on the concrete.
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deus ex machina.
deepblue.
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