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commission for nitetigrezz, inspired by the song Swing Life Away, by Rise Against. this was fun to do. lots of hand practice.
the photo is one that i took in New York City when i was there a few months ago.
characters © their owners
art © me
the photo is one that i took in New York City when i was there a few months ago.
characters © their owners
art © me
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Canine (Other)
Size 545 x 545px
File Size 398.2 kB
Listed in Folders
*hums softly*
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
Thanks so much Nix <3 This piece turned out so lovely- even better than I had hoped! I can't thank you enough for this <333
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
Thanks so much Nix <3 This piece turned out so lovely- even better than I had hoped! I can't thank you enough for this <333
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