Digital Art, Photomanipulation, Dark
A life of ecstasy that would be good enough to stop the pain that lingers
In my heart I know I would be content
It's your forced life...It's your forced life...doesn't it feel the same to you?
I sit and wonder
While you ponder of pathetic items that bring you happiness
Those things that put a smile to your face
Are the things that kill me inside
I know deep down you have a good heart
But why am I never included in all of this?
I take you in...rise you up, yet my soul stays untouched?
Nothing ever changes in your mind
Nothing ever changes
Stick your hate to me
I'll find a way to break free
Credits:Stock from sxc.hu and stockvault.net
All other textures and effects are created by me, in photoshop.
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©2010 Miguel Mendive Sosa
All my work is copyrighted and may NOT be used without my written expressed permission.