

My reclusive friendThere he is my little friend again by my window staring in at me as i blankly stare out so alone he is so scared the cold wind blows and yet he wimpers none he makes no sound the seasons changeMy reclusive friend
the wind pauses so does he slowly the wind ceases to exist so does he now i am he alone staring in at me from without something stirs within me day turns to night night back to day the endless socialtorture continues and i wonder will i be
or wont i be I step up to the window i open it  


Intrigues of the worldIt is said that Music makes the world go round but still it spins and makes no sound And it can't be love that keeps us going for we all hate and were not slowing And this notion of love is so absurd for it is just another word Its just another foolish trick that of the weak there hearts doth stick and although theres a heart in me and you I wonder if you think like me too.....Intrigues of the world


The Irrelevent Feet PoemWalking down each lonely streetThe Irrelevent Feet Poem
I stare at all the many feet All so different all alike lifting in turn they hitch they hike look up you say now lift your head to no avail they all look dead walking quick at an awful pace you hardly see a different face soon you decide its time to stop any more and you will pop for tis such a sight a sight to see that every one does look alot like me...


untitled at presentThe consumption of life begins as the word flow from the devils throat the twisted unknowledgeable hateful fiends that twist and torment and control they force submission in and sense and intellect out the contradictory words of torment that burn and hate and seethe the skinuntitled at present
that cause pain and suffering to all the mind looses grip and you can't think you can no longer feel all you know is hate and bitterness the pursuit of fiendish horrors are left Imagination is slowly tormented
to a point
where you are left unconsciously resentful your strength is
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How about you just take your pint and go sit the f**k down.
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Open-Face.
Bringing you black and white pictures, drawn using MS Paint.
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The future isn't the same as it used to be
If you'd like to see what other deviants live around you there is a listing of Australian Deviants here ~
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--all my lies are only wishes--
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The future isn't the same as it used to be
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