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The White Panther by sparkthemind22, literature

Literature

The White Panther

Ancient Blooded, With viscious fangs And crimson eyes, Hides in the skin of The last Devoured: The same corpses Of friends known And family forgotten. I sit here, Watching it gnaw on my heart, Claw at my lungs, Maw coated in a firey sunset. It tends to follow A more common name. And lo, "Heel, My silent Loneliness." So does command those demons, And the sleek white mane Thumps, Leaving me a Hollow chest With ghostly echoes Of a heartbeat.

Crimson and Pale Gold (Our Garden) by sparkthemind22, literature

Literature

Crimson and Pale Gold (Our Garden)

We sat in smoky bars and dark motel rooms, twin souls of wanderlust and wandering minds. Even as we would sit, a drink in hand or cigar perched between our fingers, our heads buzzed like hives, listening to the siren tune on the radio as our minds danced with each other. And damn did they dance, like an ancient ritual that we had lived before, with every step perfected and every twitch smoothed out. This was more than a simple waltz. This was the dance of life, a specter that breathed itself into us as we spun, switched, spiralled into the stardust we were made of, every speck vibrating and burning with a tune beyond what you or I alone could

The Faint Glow Of My Street At One In The Morning by sparkthemind22, literature

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The Faint Glow Of My Street At One In The Morning

Maybe it's my mind playing tricks as I watch the shadows that crawl around, but my street has a glow to it, like a sunset or sunrise that's trapped at the edge of the horizon. It pleads through the bars, begs to paint the sky. It screams for life. No, it's just the bulbs of the streetlights; they're barren, sullied versions of the sun. They burn too quick. They're nothing but controlled hunks of glass and wire but as they flicker, twitch against the night, they almost have their own life. They're almost happy, playing in the cul-de-sacs and streets. They're almost smiling. They remind me of the sunset. They remind me of an end meant to be.

Wind by sparkthemind22, literature

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Wind

Traveling. Wandering. You are the bristling of the tall grass fields and the whistling of the dark city nights. We know you when we watch the leaves dance and tousle our hair with invisible fingers, a gentle soul with impish intentions, and while you have the worst tendency for practical jokes, mainly with our papers, we love having you around. Yes, you’re a playful sprite but we can’t help but wonder about you in the Spring. That’s when your jokes start to get out of hand. You swirl around all the time, and your song brings a downpour that soaks our bones, but your temperament is what we worry about the most. When you’

Fire by sparkthemind22, literature

Literature

Fire

You are infectious beauty, with a brilliance that warms souls and stretches smiles; you dance and brighten the room, a beacon in the sharp umbrage of winter nights that sends plumes of smoke before the Wolf Moon. What a comfortable aura you carry. What a shame it’s so temperamental. We love being near you, but fear you becoming too close, too attached, for when you do, we understand that it’s the heat of an unstable core that gives you your warmth, and when your scalding emotions get the best of you, everyone close is subject to your plaguing wrath. You leave scars and strife at the drop of a hat, and not a soul would forget it af

Storm by sparkthemind22, literature

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Storm

I ran in a storm. I felt the lightning in the distance, flashed in a brilliance that dissipated, dwelling in my feet and crawled up my legs, jumped into my bloodstream and coated every cell in my body before the thunder called. The rain soaked my clothes, dripped off my hands and my face, pattered on my head, and felt it. Every drop through every fibre of my being, and I wanted to collect it, trap it in a bottle so I could remember that moment if ever I wanted to in the future, and remind me of who I wanted to be. I want to be a creator. I want to make things, and I don't mean an artificial atrocity made of plastic or steel or wood, but somet

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About sparkthemind22

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Hello! I am a complete fool of art. I don't draw well, but I love to write and love reading and looking at the art people make on here. Here are meh friends, because dey bootiful peeps:

- Was one of the first people I met. Has amazing works and RP skillz dou.

- An amazingly random person who I can talk to about pretty much anything

- One of the greatest people on here and am I am fully appreciative of her.

- A very silly character, and someone I can just hang back and relax with. Truly a coo cat B)

- A beautiful person, whether or not she knows it. Keep being awesome girly

- A bubbly weirdo that I can talk to late at night or early in the morn. Just gotsta KEEP STRONG xD

- A gentle soul with amazing art. Can't quite appreciate her enough ^//u//^

I will end up adding more friends as time goes on, so don't think these are the only people I will ever consider friends. Understand that talking is necessary sometimes, and talking to me will make a friend for as long as humanly possible. Please talk to me, however you feel at the time, whether you need to vent, a shoulder to cry on, or just friendly conversation. I love talking to new people, and it would make my day if you would talk to me.

I will never be to busy for anyone.

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Favourite Visual Artist

Can't choose one! Too hard!

Favourite Movies

Maze Runner

Favourite TV Shows

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, Psych

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Fall Out Boy, Imagine Dragons, Panic at the Disco, small amounts of many others

Favourite Books

Heroes of Olympus series, Divergent trilogy, Mortal Instruments series

Favourite Writers

Rick Riordan

Favourite Games

Call of Duty's, Tomb Raider, Assassins Creed's

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox 360 or PC

Tools of the Trade

Pencil and paper

Other Interests

Animals! Many animals! (Mainly canines and felines, but whatever!)

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sparkthemind22

Mar 20, 2018

Okay, I have to ask a question first: Elements (wind, fire, earth, water) or colors? I have these two as prompts for my writings, so I'll dump them, according to popular vote, on Wednesday

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sparkthemind22

Mar 19, 2018

But that'll be midday for me, because I have classes in the morning... yay... Seriously though, I have some shit to put out there, just saying. So, once again, I'm back and ready to tear shit up, and now is probably the best time to talk to me becaus...

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sparkthemind22

Mar 19, 2018

I'm going to do a dump because, holy shit, I have a lot to share and I require the feedbacksssssssss

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DanielaIvanova

Aug 14, 2018

Thank you so much for reading and faving my most recent poem. It’s such an amazing thing to receive appreciation for a literary work as a primarily visual artist. I’m really happy that you enjoyed it.