

To name all you feelYou know I still love you But that’s why I hurt too I hurt to a great extent Or just as much as youTo name all you feel
Tears ran down my face As I was smoking my smoke And secretly I wanted… The fumes to make me choke
So then I could die… And not feel this pain The pain where I feel I’m in eternal rain
And you’ve never seen my tears This is the reason why When the drops touch my face… They cause me to cry
Hidden in where I stand There before your eyes… The sadness on my face My desire to die…
I’m sad all the


The Ashes of my LoveWith a small hint of greenThe Ashes of my Love
Upon a surface of white
The burning of desire
That radiates my light
Intoxication enters
With the smell of her aroma
Seeping in my thoughts
I awaken from my coma
Why do I go on
Constantly I thought
I’m addicted to the love
That cannot be fought
I submit to its will
And fall to its desire
Even when it’s me
Who started the fire
Secluded in shadows
By myself during the day
The ashes begin to fall
While she fades away
And tomorrow I return
To love her even more
And rep


Emptiness even between BloodI'm empty Yet so filled with the tears of sadnessEmptiness even between Blood
Inside me lies the vast abyss Yet, from small moments, it's filled with pain and suffering
Nothing but darkness Yet the flame of despair burns bright
My eyes closed from the saores of tears Yet I'm still able to see my road of life; my sad fate
I feel like I have no where to go But I still remain to fall
I feel like I have no life to live But I live my cuurent and cursed pathway
I'm trying to vent my sadness with this But every word and phrase appears so damn empty &nbs
You know who I am. You will figure it out eventually I think. Just...when you do...do not reveal my identity to others. It would be, in the least, awkward.
I do not mean to be frightening. [justtheoppositeinfact]
a shy scared bunny with a secret smile.
Join me in my [fake] world.
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I am in the fake world and I don't ever want to leave.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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It's the little touches that make a future solid enough to be destroyed. (wsb)
it's late. but i will write again, later. (once, again, it's very good to have you back again). i seem to be extroadinarily good at depriving myself of sleep.
*yawn* talk tomorrow, most likely. i'm glad i was remembered too.
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I'll be there for you as long as it works for me. I play a game; it's called insincerity.
i'll be back later to talk...because i have to eat. but it is very good to know you're okay.
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"Don't worry. It's only fish on the floor."
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Enough rambling. And I hope everything's going alright. But I have to go. Take care
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"Don't worry. It's only fish on the floor."
*chews on your poems*
I guess Loupe warned you, huH?
I read though a few of them, and they are very very good. I wish I could write poetry.
I'll be back soon to read more...I have to go now.
But... *wipes slobber* Your poems taste good.
*love love love*
Just thought I let you kow.
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"Don't worry. It's only fish on the floor."
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