

turnthis loud coffin speaks volumes of detachment breaking the bones which hold the earth and its empty prayers of 'turn turn turn' the blood it bleeds is life humanity are the scabs we pick at each otherturn
so they dont heal first. we sweat out truth from our open mouths hungry for lies
and everyones heart says over and over not before me. even when we are dead the sound is the peeling of layers of skin off of a spirit and onto the soil. and the heart spits and sputters turn! turn! turn! and nothing fucking happens.


plasticsand the telephones curse the drone of a dead dial tone waiting to be upset a static with which to fill the time between anticipation and satisfaction between silence and chaosplastics
and the heartbreak it brings from click to click i string a bridge of false hopes, of leaps and bounds. i string an armistice of reality and dreams in hope to put away these quick quips and sharp scissors which shear the lining of my heart into ribbons which rain on the parade of tragedies rolling down my spine like a cold-sick shiver of goodbyes and good riddences.


ciao.who are you when you come home that you're not when you are here when the rain kisses you there and when it washes you away now you've been displaced and im sorry replaced by a longing for a finding a needing a feeling a wanting a home a life an ending.ciao.
cause even souls get shaken in shipping i know you've been back and forth more times than you'd tell me and the sound of plane engines must hum your heart's discontent and the ghosts in heaven watch you from the clouds
like a fucking soap opera.
i love you but the earth loves your to
Devious Comments
lamb.
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Waffles are good... Link is good... I'm gonna name my waffle Link! *puts a green hat on a waffle* TA DA!
That place is so cool and they restict access to it... I just had to go break in there
So... what you been upto since Ilast spoke to you?
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How are you?
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If the world were a logical place, men would ride side sadle-Rita M. Brown
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But now I want to teach the world about Christ. The reason that girls like her feel the need to expose themselves is only to fill the hole in themselves with the momentary pleasure brought from the attention they get from countless others who are only seeking to fill their own hole with what she offers.
It gives me strength to know that I am not the only one who sees it this way. Thanks so much for your comment.
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I'm too tired to think. Did I reverse those by accident?
You probably know this anyway. It's almost all one in the same.
As of right now, I don't know what I'm going to need help with. Thanks for the help
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and you are right about why i dislike the shot on the right
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The world would be better place if only everyone would just shut up and listen to Bob Marley!!!
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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comment, because you care.
share your love and not your hate.
love the artist, before yourself.
meditate on this.
Random Deviant
I see a lot of good work on this page that I like.
must come back to see more.
Well got to go lots of random deviants to get through,
and to little time.
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I'm but a simple carbon based life form trying to get through this thing they call life...
I don't have a clue about poetry, but I did comment on some of your other stuff. I seem to be stuck in a big loop of laziness at the moment too, and I waste too much time.
now... why the hell did I do that?
I like the way you represent your views in poems, and a lot of your art is good too. I feel the same way as you; but you won't find it represented in my poems as I write when I'm depressed and have nothing to say wheras you seem to write when you're angry and have something to say.
Anyway, nice work keep uploading.
-Luci
thanks for the comment, i am still rebuilding my computer so give me some time to get back to you with some on your recent devs...
6 of chapter two means poem six of chapter two in the book i am writing...
it will be a huge dev pack when i am done.
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