I am having a contest at the gathering here is the link if you want to enter there:
The Gathering- My ContestThis is the contest PM me your entry
3nodding If a Gaian wins an award you will get .5K-1K
3nodding Plus the usual pretty pixel award
heart Rules:
1. No frankendolling of course
2. It doesn't have to be a gif, but it does have to be a bmp, a gif, or a jpeg.
3. Don't steal anyone elses idea!
Entry Form:
Name:
Doll Name:
Base:
Your website (if you have one):
Doll:
The doll must be inspired by this song, which is beautiful, and moves me to tears everytime I read it or hear it!
Vincent----> By: Don McClean (you know the bye bye miss american pie guy)
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps, they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps, they'll listen now
For they could not love you
And still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
on that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant
for one as beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty hall
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
Then how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps, they never will...
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