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Astraea by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Astraea

Astraea. When I was young my father told me that we are made of stardust. It rests in our skin and runs through our veins. This stardust connects us to the past and to the future. My father said that the stardust that lived in our people came from the gods who, long ago, had fought amongst the stars. [to be filled in later.] When the great goddess Gaea saw what the gods had done she wept, for her once beautiful stars had been shattered into dust. As her tears fell she let out a cry and with it breathed life into the dust. She formed our world and with her powers created a utopia, a heaven where never again would such horrors take plac

Love is. by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Love is.

Love is like a rollercoaster Its highs and lows bending and twisting In a hazy blur. Love can happen in a moment In the graze of fingers as you reach for a door Or the meeting of eyes across a room. In an instant your heart can take flight and you Find yourself consumed with passion. Bewitched by this feeling you cannot describe. Love can build over years Growing from the shared laughs Working together through the hardships Slowly falling more in love. Love can come from anywhere From your mother cradling you in her arms as a child To your friends supporting you through thick and thin. Love is beautiful, love is brave. Love is having the cour

In A year by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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In A year

In the dark, Seedlings nestle in the ground beneath your feet. They are wrestling in the soil below, fighting for space. You bring the cup to your lips and pour. Hot bitter liquid slips past pearly teeth and pink gums, Flowing down your throat. You breathe out the heat and watch it sparkle in the air. Together you laugh as each tries to draw bigger breaths. The air smoky with laughter. The winter wind simmers, sun light returns. Green shoots sprout through earth tearing for the light. Flowers pop into life in an explosion of colour. You sit on dew dropped grass and cuddle together, The soft glow of the early sun warming your skin. She co

To the girl I was by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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To the girl I was

I look in the mirror and wonder if she’d recognise me That little girl who used to twirl around the room Come rain or shine she went everywhere with a smile You would shout to stand out You were never anyone but yourself Oh how the years have changed you No longer do I dance and twirl No longer do I stand out in a crowd The girl I was long squashed by vile terms Told to be normal my very voice changed to fit in My worlds clipped my accent lost My image now lost I hide behind layers I don’t recognise I wish I could see you little girl To tell you not to listen to them To tell you to keep dancing and singing To keep shouting and sta

I miss you by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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I miss you

I miss you, like the skylark misses the morning sun, Without you I know not when the day begins or ends. Only when I am by your side does the world around me seem in place. I miss you, like the Mockingbird misses the song. No tune may I carry in your absence for birds only ever sing in joy. Only when I am by your side does my heart fill with glee. I miss you, like the nightingale misses the evening star, Its gentle calm distilled by your absence. Only when I am by your side may the evening star shine bright, And glimmer in our love. I miss you, like I miss the air in my lungs, For without you I cannot breathe. I miss you as much as I love you

On Father's Day by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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On Father's Day

When you first held me, My form slid into the crevice of your arm. You smiled at my blotchy face. The first time I touched you, My rounded fingers clamped down. Soft and spongy they spread across your index finger. I took my first steps, Stumbled and fell where you caught me. A proud grin in your cheeks. Your broad, deep chuckle still echoes, My first words were no joke. Yet still you celebrated them with applause. I remember the first time you went away. Bag in hand, smile plastered on your face. I didn’t know you were used to the 5am start. My first day at school you weren’t there. I cried. I wanted your strong arms and ste

Gone by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Gone

Gone Summer sunshine fades away, As the memories pour down from yesterday. This heavy heart seemed lighter then. The wounds you carved burn deep, Till they blister and burst. My tattered heart too used to disappointment, Dared to hope, To dream, That you might love me. But my fall wasn’t broken. I spread my wings, and they faltered. I find myself back on land, Yet strewn amongst the tempest. A storm I had hoped never to fare again. Yet this familiar path has found me, And in its dark clutches I sooth myself. For now my deepest fear is realised, And my certainty resolved. For though I may love, I may never be loved… Simply forg

We are. by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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We are.

We are born like china dolls, The glaze easy to chip. You hide us away in ivory towers, And tell us to be grateful. We are wrapped in pink bows, These nooses you create for us. Delicate and demure, We must not cause offence. You teach us to cover every inch, The cloth cutting our flesh. You say that the world isn’t ready for us, And that this is our fault. We were born too early, Into an age that could not understand our curves. We are taught to be a colour, To be defined by mans need of us. We are the princesses awaiting a kiss, And if we are not pure when he comes we are to blame. It is the dark alleys we cannot walk at night. The

Solo Valentine/ for a good time call. by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Solo Valentine/ for a good time call.

Roses are Red, Violets aren’t blue. Those stupid rhymes simply aren’t true. Violets are violet, it’s in the name. I for one am sick of this game. Let’s throw out the cards and the chocolates too. We’ll go spend valentines in the zoo. Unplug the computer and turn the music up. Try and ignore your friendly love sick pup. I’m sorry to say I don’t believe, In valentines and those ‘lovely’ deeds. I’ve never been on anyone’s list. So, for a good time call, Miss Cynisist.

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Paper Doll by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Paper Doll

My skin is made of paper. Take this ink and colour me in. Write on my heart and it will stain forever. Place in my mind the shades of the world. Draw me a personality. Cover me in honesty, show me what you see. Tattoo your mark upon me, Then pass the pen along. Each in turn you will embellish me. Mould me. Build synapses and memories, Re-write my history. One and all you are my creators. And in turn I will help create you. With pen and paper we build. Change. Form a new. Old scraps tossed aside from within, Replenish our ink wells and start again. So take my battered body, my darkened mind. Erase it all and draw me again. Shape the ima

Bruises by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Bruises

Bruises on my chest, Bruises on my spine. They form. Black and purple splotches That linger in my mind. Delicate folds smeared with pain. Cold cutting shards still remain, Embedded in the flesh, Caught in the bone. You go to scratch but they do not give. Though the marks may fade the memories remain. Bitter and twisted all the same. No end to the pain, the remnants linger. Misty details of sordid night’s stay locked inside. Though you try to forget you can never forgive.

Frozen by TornApartPhotograph, literature

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Frozen

Cold tears fall from dark eyes. A dull pain throbs in the emptiness inside. My mind is numb, my body unresponsive. Speech fails me. Trapped in this shell i cannot move. My breath glistens in the icy air. Sparkling misery. Frozen tears. Dead inside, lost in the world i created. The place in my mind. My perfect escape. Now i'm trapped Lost in the place between reality and imagination. Too cold to care, to feel. The pain nothing more than a reminder that i am alive. That for now, i remain. Frozen.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Dec 17, 1993
United Kingdom
Deviant for 12 years
She / Her

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Bit odd, but love drawing and writing ^^ always welcome to comments :D

Favourite Visual Artist

Victoria Frances

Favourite Movies

Memoirs of a Geisha and A beautiful Mind

Favourite TV Shows

Big Bang theory, Gilmore Girls, anything good tbh ^^

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Favourite Books

The wicked lovely series and Generation Dead

Favourite Writers

way to many to choose XD

Favourite Games

White Knight Chronicles

Favourite Gaming Platform

Ps3

Other Interests

singing, acting, dancing...generally performing.

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TornApartPhotograph

Aug 11, 2015

COMPETITION!!!

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Whats up buttercup! Its time for an unusual competition. I am asking if anyone out there wants to step up to the plate to design me a tattoo.   I already have one tattoo (a snowflake design) and am looking to get another one to celebrate some truly special things in my life, first and most importantly I have found the love of my life! and i want to get a tattoo that will symbolise our love. Secondly, i am about to be employed for the first time ever!!! (shocking i know XD ) so i kind of want it to be about starting my new life. The winner will not only recieve the opportunity to have me write them a piece (short story, poem, whatever you

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TornApartPhotograph

Jul 13, 2014

NEED HELP!!!!!

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Hey people  i need some help with the story I'm writing at the minute. I need names for my two main characters one female one male here are a few ideas I've had : Girls: Eleanor, Luna, Louisa or other suggestion (looking around the idea of strength, purity and light.) Guys: Aaron, Aiden, Alastair, Arian, Alec and Andreas. Let me know which 2 names I should pick. I'm open to suggestions for either but for the lead girl id like an L name and for the lead guy an A name as these sounds go well with the language I'm creating for the story  thanks and please comment below! Many thanks! TornApartPhotograph xxx

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TornApartPhotograph

Apr 7, 2014

NaPoWriMo :)

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So as any big poetry fan knows the national poetry month started at the beginning of April. I'm taking part on my website http://tornapartphoto.weebly.com/ Please let me know if your taking part as I'd love to read everyone's poetry :) SO there is my update and please feel free to have a glance, leave comments :D and Hope everyone enjoys the rest of NaPoWriMo!

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Feb 21, 2014

In The Name of The Dark Side Thanks for The Favs

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntu-po…

Hey, i am making a campaign in favor of the Deadpool WEBSERIES, a WEBSERIES about MEEEEE!!!

I mean my Webseries got huge, why Marvel decide to take it down? THEY HATE MEEEEEEEEEE, SAVEEEE MEEE OR I WILL HAVE TO GO TO WORK TO DC and thow guys all ready have a Wilson.

Tell others about this injustice and lets bring this back

www.ipetitions.com/petition/sa…

Dont worry about the money thing, that is to keep Ipetition going, is not for the makers of this show and you dont have to donate the money to sign the petition.