100%of us have talent but 99% of us uses them foolishly,Enrique Guillen(eg2410109)i dont draw to be the best, i draw to improve a little each day.i have faith that one day i'll be a very good artist.a good artist is like a good talker,a person who see's the world with the slightest details,from the tiny specks in the salt water,from the bugs in the bark of a tree,up to the big mountains and clouds in the background,a good artist knows well physics and is a human who appreciates every small thing with its own unique value.a good artist knows when his artwork is truely finish and never stops learning.
"100%of us have talent but 99% of us uses them foolishly,Enrique Guillen(eg2410109)i dont draw to be the best, i draw to improve a little each day.i have faith that one day i'll be a very good artist.a good artist is like a good talker,a person who see's the world with the slightest details,from the tiny specks in the salt water,from the bugs in the bark of a tree,up to the big mountains and clouds in the background,a good artist knows well physics and is a human who appreciates every small thing with its own unique value.a good artist knows when his artwork is truely finish and never stops learning."Enrique Guillen
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Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!
Month Seven
Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus’ arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
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