what is love?

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to love is to lose
and to lose is to die
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I wrote poetry on your page
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sick bastard

I miss myself. I love me.

Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

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

spyed, nobody has ever done this before.
I know. That's why it's going to work.



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The Angry Deviant



Random Deviant

when i step on the train,
my ripped plaid skirt
i could only think on
the coffee we drank
the morning that i first met you;
your fingers.
and how i was scared
of the shadows in the window.

You know I love you baby

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Another shameless artist
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. . . and birth a new translation of a language yet untold.

you know

i could be every where

i hate you

I dont, at all. But I dont see you on either!

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deviant art will ban you for being mean.

Some days ago someone named robotmafia added me to their contacts. Was it you? hah how many robot mafias can exist right

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deviant art will ban you for being mean.

i loved you before