

My Future SelfMy Future SelfMy Future Self
She told us there was no wrong answer Said everyone could express what they feel I thought it was the way I looked at her Maybe she was too blind to hear The lines on the paper were so plain The message so simple and clear Had I known what I was to gain I would never have followed my fear
“Please at least look”, she convinced my father The tears in his eyes said it all When I drew it I had been so sure That when she finally made the call There would be tears of happiness Trailing down each damp cheek How could I know that all
By the way, I was thinking - if you wanted to get more hits for your Drep drawings, you may want to change the titles to 'Devonian Eurypterid - Drepanopterus'. You'd get more search engine results then.
Fancy doing any more eurypterid reconstructions?
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~CharacterCreators
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Character creating: like designing, but fun!
[link] <-- visit for drawing tutorial excelence.
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We are not the mask we wear....But if we don them, do we not become them...?
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All that time she was silent still
There is no time for us
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I may be some time...
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I may be some time...
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