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One day she lay alone in her bed,
Her solid red pajamas beaming,
Like frozen blood on dead skin,
Still in a moment of forgetfulness,
Soon to awaken as the,
Melting the dead image into flow,
Glowing like a dandelion,
Offending the poppy,
Across the canvas sheets,
Recalling to the state ever begging,
"Let me be in peace again."
The blooming primaries finally,
To mornings unwanted,
Pale in the shadow of the day.
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Bluefley has a gallery filled with artwork that whisks you off in to a Sci-fi daydream, and keeps you captivated for hours. Marc has been a member of our community for over a decade and has achieved nothing but success with his astounding commitment to interacting with the community, sharing a prolific amount of video tutorials and generally being an all round rockstar deviant. It is no joke that we are absolutely delighted to award the Deviousness Award for April 2014 to ... Read More