Bleeding
836 creative works found
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acrylic on masonite
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Digital Painting In every human… / There is the divine… / There is the madness… / The totality of our being… / The essence of our soul… / We are everything… / The good, the bad, the evil… / The positive, the negative… / The sane, and the insane… / Our wholeness defines us… / We are everything… / We are the divine… / We are the madness… / We are divine madness… Dimensions: 3000×3396
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We all lose in the end. / / / Pretty self explanatory really. / / / Nod to Matt Bellamy
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I see a red door and I want it painted black / No colors anymore I want them to turn black / I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes / I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black / With flowers and my love both never to come back / I see people turn their heads and quickly look away / Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black / I see my red door and it has been painted black / Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts / It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue / I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun / My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes I see a red door and I want it painted black / No colors anymore I want them to turn black / I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes / I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black / Black as night, black as coal / I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky / I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black / Yeah! ~Lyrics The Rolling Stones
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Money + Blood = Oil / You don’t think this is true? Then you are guilty of not thinking. LEARN / MCN:C50-CCUV-9015 Featured by Gallery-425 05 September 2008 If you have it, the more you want it / If you don’t have it, you want it / Everyday life revolves around it Some kill for it / Sell themselves for it / Pray for it / Scream for it / Die for it, bleed for it / Consumed by it I love it. I hate it / I detest it. I crave it / What’s so fucking special about it IT is MONEY Rich or Poor By demon
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A bleeding heart on purple flowers :) Another old one, just trying to get my gallery up to date :) INFO FOR SOLD!: / Sold Matte Prints & Cards, here and on dA, by mystery buyers.
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Feel the game!
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My boy named this – I asked “what does that look like?” “Sore sore” why? “it’s bleeding”. There you go. 1000+ views People/Portraiture HDR Photography Macro Photography Architecture Collaborations Skyscapes Animals/Birds/Insects Street Photography Everyday Objects Seascapes/Rivers/All Water Summer Photography Odd/Unusual Flowers/Plants/Trees Landscapes New Zealand Abstract Humour Black and White Photography Canon 400D / / /
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“All the charm of all the Muses… / often flowering in a lonely word.” Alfred, Lord Tennyson Face: SD-stock http://sd-stock.deviantart.com/art/Spring-Wall-Hanging-63930447 / Textures: Hibbary http://hibbary.deviantart.com/art/paper-textures-75974801 / Brushes: Merrym http://merrym.deviantart.com / Swirls: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/941243 / Smoke: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/704194 / All else: My own photo stock ©2007-2008 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires / All of my artwork and photographs are © All Rights Reserved Worldwide. / My artwork and photos do not belong to the public domain.
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White Bleeding Heart MY BUBBLESITE
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Where Shadows Cry she came to a place where shadows cry / silenced tongue sings no relief, no sigh / draws only sorrow nigh steps unseen on a fogged covered ground / a broken heart beat, the only sound / solace sought but not found playing where the shadows hide / staying where the shadows chide a cutting blade lashes at her soul / it bleeds her heart, taking on control / her inner light it stole a searing scream begging for release / the red drops fall, the pain will not cease / sting of wounds brings no peace falling where the shadows dwell / calling where the shadows yell now a calmness seed drops in her head / a ray of strength leading heart, it said / come follow me instead some scars are left where anger was placed / in her mind’s eye, some sanity disgraced / bitter lessons now faced burning from the shadows rip / turning from the shadows grip Author: Roger Sampson
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A little girl from Mt. Elgon, Uganda tells me with a smile in her native Lugandan language, not to take her picture. This village borders the initial hot zone, near Kitum Cave, where the Ebola virus broke out back in the late 60’s and continued to baffle scientists up until the last century.
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Come out come out no use in hiding / Come now come now can you not see? / There’s no place here what were you expecting / Not room for both just room for me So you will lay your arms down / Yes I will call this home Away away you have been banished / Your land is gone and given me And here I will spread my wings / Yes I will call this home What’s this you say / You feel a right to remain / Then stay and I will bury you / What’s that you say / Your father’s spirit still lives in this place / I will silence you Here’s the hitch your horse is leaving / Don’t miss your boat It’s leaving now And as you go I will spread my wings / Yes I will call this home / I have no time to justify to you / Fool you’re blind, move aside for me / All I can say to you my new neighbor / Is you must move on or I will bury you Now as I rest my feet by this fire / Those hands once warmed here / I have retired them / I can breathe my own air / I can sleep more soundly / Upon these poor souls / I’ll build heaven and call it home ‘Cause you’re all dead now / I live with my justice / I live with my greedy need / I live with no mercy / I live with my frenzied feeding / I live with my hatred / I live with my jealousy / I live with the notion / That I don’t need anyone but me / Don’t drink the water / Don’t drink the water / There’s blood in the water / Don’t drink the water / There’s blood in the water A song by Dave Matthews about the injustice of the native American Indians, but could have been written about the Australian Aborigional people and their injustices. This shot was taken from a place where they once roamed freely.
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Images copyright ©Kimberly Palmer. / Copying, displaying, manipulating or redistribution of any image from this portfolio without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited
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Bleeding love Where are we, what the hell is going on / The dust has only just begun to fall / Closed off from love, spinning round again / We didn’t need the pain, twice or thrice was enough / It was all in vain, time never ceases to pass / We’re frozen in this cycle of destruction Oil marks appear on walls, / where pleasure moments hung before / Sweeping insanity, sweeping insanity / Oh the insensitivity Something happened on the way, we lost our way / There was a very first time with us, we tasted the displeasure / The bile of unhappy endings and scorched earth policies / We let our hearts melt, / disappearing into the very ground we tread upon / We lost what was true, found something false to replace it / People get ready, there’s a train a coming / And everyone’s looking round, / but we no longer know who is going crazy / I know I’m going crazy Few are bold to say without care for circumstance / I don’t care what they say, I am still in love with you / Torturous souls that love the very thing that makes them sad / They try to pull us away, but they don’t know the truth / Our heart’s are crippled by the vein they keep on closing / They cut us open, and we keep bleeding / We just keep bleeding love We tried hard not to hear, but they talk so loud / Their pandering and propaganda piercing our ears / Question and they try to fill us with doubt / Our goal is to keep me from falling Nothing in this world is greater than the rush that comes / with our patriotic embrace / In this world of loneliness we must cease to lose face / Now everyone around us is going crazy, maybe, maybe It’s draining our history, it’s draining our souls / They find it hard to believe that we pity them / It is all of us who will be wearing these scars / For everyone to see Taken w/Nikon D2Xs + Nikkor 300/2.8 AFS VR
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Pure white rose spattered with blood
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Beautiful Anonymous series latest work. Portrait – aka Spattered Heart. My favourite one so far :) – but she’s relatively new (finished yesterday) so time will tell… Hope ya’ll like it (and I made this one printable)
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That’s passion. A friend of mine and an amazing guitarist, Peter Hope. He was so wrapped up in what he was playing, that when he dropped the guitar pick, he kept playing nonetheless. He didn’t realise he was bleeding until the song finished. THAT is passion.
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