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One of the basic concepts of art Is that within every creation lies Fundamental shapes shepherd by an Organic compiling of lights and darks   Bending to formulate shadowed tales.   Stories. Myths. Epics. Triangles and circles rest undisturbed Scattered rhythmically like smooth curves Contouring to the whims of the dance... Yet, when infusing detail into mapped Shapes, the stories are no longer the same. Haunted and forsaken. But still, such a delicate face hearkens my Pencil to life. My fingers, to smudge these fine lines Drawn into the organic creation that is you:   A lovely imperfection. However, I never seem to get this line correctly.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
Fine Lines.
One of the basic concepts of art Is that within every creation lies Fundamental shapes shepherd by an Organic compiling of lights and darks   Bending to formulate shadowed tales.   Stories. Myths. Epics. Triangles and circles rest undisturbed Scattered rhythmically like smooth curves Contouring to the whims of the dance... Yet, when infusing detail into mapped Shapes, the stories are no longer the same. Haunted and forsaken. But still, such a delicate face hearkens my Pencil to life. My fingers, to smudge these fine lines Drawn into the organic creation that is you:   A lovely imperfection. However, I never seem to get this line correctly.
Despite my efforts.
worldeater
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
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