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The Colours of your Soul
I saw a pastel pink sunset
engulfing the evening sky
(such a soothing sight)
I heard many anecdotes,
smiled as if I was there,
even hoped that one day I'd have a story to tell myself
You once called be Rapunzel
You'll never see how long my hair has gotten now
One phonecall
changed everything
I want to grieve for you
in my detached way
-I'm barely apart of this
only the observer that watches lives
dissoluted from your passing
They say you liked pink
and this sunset is pink
Maybe I'm just searching for symbolism
in a place deprived of all sentiment
But I find a comfort it its swirls
of diluted ruby shades
I was unfortunate not
Listen, Politician
Listen, politician,
Tell me what you see.
We protest and we plea,
Don’t you see us try to flee
From your reign of tyranny?
Or are you on your spending spree?
Your eyes are on our flag,
Your hand is o’er your heart.
Your lips speak of a nation that couldn’t be more apart.
What principles will you impart,
To commence us a new start?
Listen, politician,
Lend your eyes to what we see.
Listen, politician,
Tell me what you hear.
All our panic, all our fear,
You must hear it loud and clear,
Or will our problems disappear,
If you just stay another year?
We listen to you read
Your prepared and humble creed,
While you ramb
i loved you like a sunset
when i look at you, i don't see constellations.
you're not a galaxy or a nebula or
cosmic eyes,
your veins are not full of stardust and your heart doesn't beat through your chest to the rhythm of the universe.
you are not celestial.
when i look at you, i see blue skies and
wispy train-track clouds.
you're a dewy morning and alabaster sheets,
you're the earth and the way leaves crunch beneath your feet and
you're a rainbow while it's raining.
there are hurricanes forming in your eyes,
but i am not afraid (and neither are you).
i grew so used to paralleling stars to
hearts that i forgot not everyone is born from
shattering cosmos, stitched to
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Concerning Rosamond Grey Page 1
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Synopsis:
In the late 19th century, little Rosamond Grey snuck into the woods one night, and was found unconsciousness the next day. For years afterwards she suffers from seizures from an unknown ailment. Dr. Glass is loosing hope for her cure, until a strange foreigner hints of a different cause…
Synopsis:
In the late 19th century, little Rosamond Grey snuck into the woods one night, and was found unconsciousness the next day. For years afterwards she suffers from seizures from an unknown ailment. Dr. Glass is loosing hope for her cure, until a strange foreigner hints of a different cause…
Materials: SuperBlack ink, I-C paper, G-pen, maru-pen, spoon pen, Copic markers, Photoshop for words and cleanup.
For easier reading, check out the comic at rosamondgrey.smackjeeves.com
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I like the shading effects, this contrast between sharp light and shadow. 
Rosamond is very clearly doing something she shouldn't.

Rosamond is very clearly doing something she shouldn't.