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Welcome to the group! If you're between the ages of 13-18 or if you feel like a teenager at heart then we want YOU! To be apart of the family, just click the Join button!
Our group supports all types of art, from literature to photography, traditional to pixels. We love it all!
We accept all submissions to our folders, with the exception of our Featured folder. We're very picky with those selections and we regularly maintain it.
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Don't be discouraged in any way if we don't accept your work into that folder, simply resubmit it into the folder that corresponds to the type of art.
Hear what some of our members have to say:
"TeenArtists, It's not just about expressing yourself, It's showing who you are..." submitted by Saddened-Lines
"TeenArtists express yourself through art, not therapy" submitted by Reality-Or-Dream
''Teen Artists scare the living s**t out me'' submitted by Silhouettemonster
"Teen Artists--young, dangerous, beautiful."
submitted by robins-egg-crayon
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Draw, paint, write, sculpt, create and don't forget to submit !
Teach me, Little BirdWhy do you singTeach me, Little Bird by DeadlyToken
What's the joy?
You're at my window
Singing of life
Do you sing
For the ability to fly?
To be joyously weightless?
Your notes touch the sky,
Like the hands of forever
Do you wish to go on too?
You seem to have no sorrows
To be free
Do you sing sorrow's shackles away?
Tell me your secret
Free little bird
I want to fly away too.
In the MorningIn the morningIn the Morning by DeadlyToken
Match the clock
When all dreams
Reach a shattering halt
Just like sleep
To join the land of zombies
Of the half alive
Do gooders of the damned
As the corpses stare at screens
Not caring of the others
And not of themselves
Imagination screeches to a stop
Like childhood's wonders
In the morning.
But it doesn't have to
Just don't wake
Because waking up
Leads to endings
A quick look into Dave Striders Private Rhymes 3Turn out the light and put a stop on time cus’ baby no one need to knowA quick look into Dave Striders Private Rhymes 3 by Fruitatious
Crawl on top and never let me go
The world is a foe
That we never need to face
Stay with me here because I’m not running this race
You’re my sister my lover
Were in love under the covers
And we’ll stay here until time ticks on
Please never say this is wrong
Because I love you you’re mine
Under the influence of wine
And I hate it but you’re still here
Shivering with the fear
Of tomorrow and the sorrow of what we've done
But don’t worry I’ll say it was just in fun
All so you can run
Back to her back to the slurs
While is stay here and waste away
Just waiting for another day
A quick look into Rose Lalondes private JournalsOh brother dear I must admitA quick look into Rose Lalondes private Journals by Fruitatious
With you I’m glad that I exist
Even in this mist liquor haze
You bring me out of my daze
In this void on this meteor
Nothing else could be sweeter
Because with you I’m not afraid of dying
Straight into the sun
Time is up and light is shunned
But together the world is falling slowly
And almost still
Behind locked doors your breath ghosts over me
With him, with you
Brother dear follow through
And cloak me with love and desire
Doom cannot snuff our fire
But when the light comes
We clean up and we run
Away from the reality we live in
Hope in and fight
Her skin is alight
And with her my heart speaks her name
Ashamed and claimed by love
Oh brother dear is this really just in fun
Bring back to life
We both know this isn’t right
I’m torn forlorn
And running from time
This is a race that cannot be won
It’s all in fun
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