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This is my entry for the "Black Soul Black Heart" contest, for which I have one the 1st place [link] So major w00t for that
  Concept: I feel that the black heart is in all of us. Some more, some less. Some, have so much of it... that it keep growing within, consuming the body and soul. When there's nothing left to consume... the black heart bursts out in a violent and agonizing display of pain. It sheds the flesh of the lesser human heart, and sends its agile liquid limbs to search for another flickering light of hope to feed upon and contaminate. Done entirely in pencil, "inked" the blackness with Photoshop. "I'm dying from within Is this the end of the road that I've traveled in sin? Many are the times when I've shed my skin But I can't escape this battle, this one I can never win You follow my commandments, but do you read between the lines? I'm trapped in a pit where no light ever shines In solitude my prayers came through Watch me, see how I suffer and die Death is my shadow, this is my goodbye Don't want to live no more, life is a lie So I hurt myself, watch my veins run dry I'm trapped in this inner hell I once chose to fall and I fell Hiding from the world alone in my shell I think people know what I don't dare to tell Hear my screams, these agonizing cries I'm standing right in front of you, you watch as I die I hate myself, and I hate most of you too I spit at the mirror, reaper now lead me through." 'Into the Black' by Naglfar |
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Let me be the first one this time
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"If I know I'm going crazy, I must not be insane"
- Dave Mustain, 'Mary Jane'.
And I've seen those other contestants' works, and what MOST of them lack is concept (and effort for that matter). Here, it's obvious you've put a lot of time and effort in it. This fits the contest perfectly well, plus there is actually a heart featured in this work LOL. I really hope you win >.< Best wishes to you and this contest. Good luck, Love <3
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~ Lucifiel
Proud to be a Canadian
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"If I know I'm going crazy, I must not be insane"
- Dave Mustain, 'Mary Jane'.
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Originality is a bourgeois concept.
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"If I know I'm going crazy, I must not be insane"
- Dave Mustain, 'Mary Jane'.
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"If I know I'm going crazy, I must not be insane"
- Dave Mustain, 'Mary Jane'.
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A dream left to rot in the recesses of our minds does not die, but eats away at our souls like a cancer.
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