wept on weed-grown lawns
where every autumn tear
went to love enjoyed


just one more timejust one more timejust one more time
People are alive with such misery Grins like those of silly clowns painted on each face Blushed with loud reds and purples They slink past one right after another Carrying on with their tired songs and dances Bright white teeth stark against ludicrously parted lips Sickeningly uniform in sight and sound I find myself deep amongst these people These North Face license plates These brand driven hypocrites These children drunk on new freedom Marching the familiar way
Sometimes I catch the eye of one who win


to wantto wantto want
swallow hard feel the lump in the back of your throat like it it’s always there the pat on your back the friendly smile drowning in so many laughs
i hate to feel 1008 reasons to fall and never get up lay in the leaves breath in the sweetness of Fall but see your face in every pretty leaf that sleeps in my palm and play with its veins just to touch you


sweeter airsweeter airsweeter air
the whirring of fireflies and steady drone of crickets keep me company as i roast 'neath the night's freshly juiced sky. the humidity sucks at my pores drawing out the last of my energies and reducing them to plump drops of perspiration
that run down my red skin and plop to the blades of grass below.
the air is still
rank
breathing of last hour's rain and the sweet stickiness of summer. popsicle stains left from neighborhood kids paint the sidewalk in bright greens, purples and deep blues. i dip my bare toe into the


the winkthe winkthe wink
the sky parts you're there with a flower in your hand a smile on your lips
a smile in your eyes you fall away you fall from your throne we're laughing on our backs staring at the night sky your mind on her so far away my mind on you so close i can feel the hairs on your arm brushing mine you're probably wishing upon every star just to hold her my eyes are upon these same stars wishing i could hold you the mystery of these stars the only thing keeping me from touching your lips and placing my own upon your
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[musica rock] - [posizionamento motori di ricerca] - [posizionamento siti]
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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I am glad you like it.
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Thanx for the kind words about my picture
Take care
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