summer
sun
kissed skin
lala.


YaYaYaYaYaYa my thoughtsFeels like the light has gone out of my eyes The ones that used to beam as brightYaYaYaYaYaYa my thoughts
As the sun on a day that hurts to open eyes to Feels like waking from a sleep so long needed
Accompanied by a headache Aching for your head to rest on the pillow beside mine Feels like nothing is left to lean on
Beams ripped from under me
My light falls into the hole left only for me Feels like being left lonely Is the only possible way for the others to move on
Kindled fires of life, light up their eyes My smoldered one lies way beneath me
Body soon to follow and be extinguished


lacking repeat worth repeatAsinine little girl basking in the sun freckled skin oily cheeks Dirty Quarter to one.lacking repeat worth repeat
Stupid little blue with blonde Lacking much to do
Worthless sitting in the sand
Time wasted Half past two.
Grains sticking to her thigh Walks in through the door Throws down a classic dog ears absent Ringing hour four.
Wasted time and mind. Be a strip


jolted slumberShe woke up sweating Something bursted in her in the dark still of the foreign bedroom Breathing too heavily from a jolted slumber Attempts for something slowerjolted slumber
INhale, exHAIL
Pelted her mouth
Without words She screamed too loudly from a jolted foreign bedded slumber Maybe too hoarsely Started shaking The still grew and grew Until it rained down Similar to Bombs bursting in air


Fair Fleeting Devotionill set myself freeFair Fleeting Devotion
break these chains
choking my throat
making my frail body
double in half
straining to inhale the foulness
of life up here in hell
i want to grasp the things i hate
make it crumble with my touch
scorched flesh seared heart
dangling limply
from his overturned body
love overthrown by a look of detest
adieu fair, fleeting devotion
it is myself i loathe
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I miss you forever
i love you.
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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Standing at the very edge of my imagination, I peered into the inky void and realised -- I couldn't think up a new sig.
Actually, I'm working on your icon right now!
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Standing at the very edge of my imagination, I peered into the inky void and realised -- I couldn't think up a new sig.
any ideas? how about somebody shrouded in mist? ummmmmmm... mebbe I can get some ideas by reading through your poems. are they mysterious?
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Standing at the very edge of my imagination, I peered into the inky void and realised -- I couldn't think up a new sig.
what do you want on your icon?
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Standing at the very edge of my imagination, I peered into the inky void and realised -- I couldn't think up a new sig.
you know, you need to let me make you an icon... unless you like being known as "the girl with the default icon"! has a bit of mystique, actually
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Standing at the very edge of my imagination, I peered into the inky void and realised -- I couldn't think up a new sig.
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