Ark K.G.
@ArkCrimson
Artist, Adventurest, and person of many traits. Inspired by the eternity of the Universe~
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K.E.K.O.
He had true colors about him. It was always eye talk between us, and we'd laugh without a word or move around. A kind of different brother I inherited. The one you could sit on a tree with near the river and be silently in peace in everything around you. He was a great God-given friend. One I wished, I could've sang to more. It'll never feel real, for even now, it feels all too fake... You were there since day one! I know we weren't blood, but that doesn't change a thing. It never did. I know that when time comes, everyone perceives the outcomes differently. I wanted to paint you across the canvas outside my head. Only... My heart and soul are too injured to do so. Therefore, I hope to remember your colors and not forget. I pray to God I can outbeat the illness inside of me, and hopefully, by then, you won't just be another memory. I slide down into my top drawer like all the rest. I love ya, dear one! I always will, our friend, for family doesn't end in blood. Hmph- Did it ever‽
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I am thankful in this way
I am nothing without his wisdom, Nothingness only exists if I don't have him. I am his daughter and he is more than a King, for he is also my Father. He is an almighty Creator. He helps light my way, With doors ahead lit by paths of guidance. Ways no one would ever dare to take willingly on their own. Once I did, Once I dared, I failed miserably, I failed and fell into his Grace. He forgave me for the child I am. He fortold me of my future through those I've barely met. I know many who dislike the creator and place false-hoodedness amongst their tongues. Need not look to see how volatile. I am and would not be here without my mother, nor brother, nor biological Dah, chíchí, Abuela, friendship, passions, beliefs, heart, music, theater's, nature, world and universe beyond the infinite time in itself. I feel an idiot in my own ways when I put him aside. I felt nothing, Not even a single pick of air nor the atoms. Worse than şifr before 1598. I am nothing is falsely. I am nothing becomes very costly. Therefore, like the beginning, so was I. And unlike the end, I shall be forever constant. Constant and well in all of his Glory and presence. I will have sight into the words that need no introduction, leaving behind more than History and Life itself. An infinite ♾️ and boundless reformance. Tutelary
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June 24th 2016
The sound 🎼of the first note, The beat of the keys and your heart. The unison 🎸🎺🎷🎹 of your Orchestra. The share of the waves and deafness within each soul thats given ✴. Time will become evident in its own form. This is the true nature of ones music, sound and soul being poured together! This is your Orchestra of Passion. 《¤ArkCrimson¤》
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