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![DotW - The Plague [collab]](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/89d5f878-0625-470a-b23f-c11d4c91a4af/dcyuvel-0cd0a45d-2ada-4511-85a1-ccc94fbf4c59.png/v1/crop/w_184,h_184,x_26,y_0,scl_0.23,q_70,strp/dotw___the_plague__collab__by_oneminutesketch_dcyuvel-92s-2x.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9ODAwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvODlkNWY4NzgtMDYyNS00NzBhLWIyM2YtYzExZDRjOTFhNGFmXC9kY3l1dmVsLTBjZDBhNDVkLTJhZGEtNDUxMS04NWExLWNjYzk0ZmJmNGM1OS5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTI1MiJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.y1R4cp31S1cfkI6FKVtZvdSpeCsAXJY0REIbFuHe_G8)
![DotW - The Plague [collab]](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/89d5f878-0625-470a-b23f-c11d4c91a4af/dcyuvel-0cd0a45d-2ada-4511-85a1-ccc94fbf4c59.png/v1/crop/w_92,h_92,x_13,y_0,scl_0.115,q_70,strp/dotw___the_plague__collab__by_oneminutesketch_dcyuvel-92s.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9ODAwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvODlkNWY4NzgtMDYyNS00NzBhLWIyM2YtYzExZDRjOTFhNGFmXC9kY3l1dmVsLTBjZDBhNDVkLTJhZGEtNDUxMS04NWExLWNjYzk0ZmJmNGM1OS5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTI1MiJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.y1R4cp31S1cfkI6FKVtZvdSpeCsAXJY0REIbFuHe_G8)
Description
"Take a step inside my mind.
As my eyes are open wide.
In my sleep I turn and toss.
To rebuild the heart I lost.
You can tell me what you want.
Fooled me once and love was lost.
Paper thin your words they haunt my dreams
The seams have come undone.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
There's a sickness living inside me.
You can spare me all your sympathy.
Take a second of your time.
Realize you're wasting mine.
In the night I lie awake.
Why rebuild a heart that breaks.
You can tell me what you want.
Fooled me once and love was lost.
Paper thin your words they haunt my dreams
The seams have come undone.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
There's a sickness living inside me.
You can spare me all your sympathy.
So spare me all your sympathy.
I'm sitting, waiting on the sun to rise.
I know it never will, it comes as no surprise.
So won't you stare into my hollow eyes.
They look so hungry now, it comes as no surprise.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
There's a sickness living inside me.
You can spare me all your sympathy.
You can spare me all your sympathy."
Another night, another futile attempt, with his eyes almost closed, he lay awake. Asking his mind, to just for now, let him sleep. Would he fall asleep, would his insomnia leave him alone, it would probably still be a restless sleep. As so many others. With a deep sigh, he finally managed to close his eyes.
As my eyes are open wide.
In my sleep I turn and toss.
To rebuild the heart I lost.
You can tell me what you want.
Fooled me once and love was lost.
Paper thin your words they haunt my dreams
The seams have come undone.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
There's a sickness living inside me.
You can spare me all your sympathy.
Take a second of your time.
Realize you're wasting mine.
In the night I lie awake.
Why rebuild a heart that breaks.
You can tell me what you want.
Fooled me once and love was lost.
Paper thin your words they haunt my dreams
The seams have come undone.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
There's a sickness living inside me.
You can spare me all your sympathy.
So spare me all your sympathy.
I'm sitting, waiting on the sun to rise.
I know it never will, it comes as no surprise.
So won't you stare into my hollow eyes.
They look so hungry now, it comes as no surprise.
Don't you dare say I'm gonna make it.
Cause I don't believe a word you say.
There's a sickness living inside me.
You can spare me all your sympathy.
You can spare me all your sympathy."
Another night, another futile attempt, with his eyes almost closed, he lay awake. Asking his mind, to just for now, let him sleep. Would he fall asleep, would his insomnia leave him alone, it would probably still be a restless sleep. As so many others. With a deep sigh, he finally managed to close his eyes.
Anyone that has read the extras of his app sheet will know that Angel has insomnia (this makes sleeping difficult. Not impossible, but difficult. He has a hard time falling a sleep, and when he finally does, he awakes easily.)
His insomnia is also fueled by frequent nightmares of varying kinds and degrees (He's seen some stuff, of course it would mess with his mentality)
The song is "Sympathy" by Too Close To Touch
It doesn't necessarily fit the theme of the painting, buuut yet it kinda does. Also I'm loving that song, so yeah.. Why not
Angel and art (C) me.
Image size
3500x1500px 2.02 MB
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Love seeing this Angel art
Poor boy "D
Poor boy "D