At ten I wrote a war poem.
At eleven I wrote a kids story.
At twelve I began to read my work.
At thirteen I had a dream,
Now I'm fourteen and I'm going to make that dream real.
'Go and be great. Do something amazing, take your words and use them. I know you can.'
- England
- انضمMay 7, 2015
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Art with M
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Figured I may as well try and showcase some of the shit I do with my time. Love the only hobby I have.
Origins of Death - Cradle to Grave
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Death has been portrayed in many ways over the years.
A mortal fear or divine working.
The servant of a god...
Lost and Found
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A group of four students at a British Art Academy are shown the works of a previous student. The works are am...