There was one a time when the blindvixen wasn't blind. There was a time when the world was beautiful, and colorful; whimsical and free. When she was young, and the worst thing that could happen...was not being able to catch a butterfly.
What...has happened to me. To my life. To my heart...or to my hope. As I sit here, looking at this beautiful, amazing piece of artwork, tears stream down my face...and the only thing that can come to mind? Is this:
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
So dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed
Art by
tidmatiger
Tymid belongs to...this fuckup
What...has happened to me. To my life. To my heart...or to my hope. As I sit here, looking at this beautiful, amazing piece of artwork, tears stream down my face...and the only thing that can come to mind? Is this:
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
So dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed
Art by
tidmatigerTymid belongs to...this fuckup
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 1280 x 1108px
File Size 192.1 kB
Listed in Folders
Keep your chin up, lass. No reason to give up, ask someone who's been in a lot of bad situations in life, and has been at the bottom of a pit...
But I digress... Stay happy, and lovely, and the world is yours.
Let it beat you, and well, not much point to what lies in that direction...
But I digress... Stay happy, and lovely, and the world is yours.
Let it beat you, and well, not much point to what lies in that direction...
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