

AbstractDrowning. Viewing. Waiting. Searching... But never finding. Only looking, like an amused tourist at a museum. What a marvelous work of art. How untouchable, how valuable, but, although the entire piece is abstract, if it wasn't for interpretation...Abstract
Life would just be splashes of paint on paper.


TaphophobiaDreary eyes open wide with fright Stale air whirls down panicked lungs Nails tear neatly through plush velvet Only to break off on the wood underneath Screams echo deep inside the head Of the only person who need not hear them While standing just a few feet above her Loved ones weep for just one more second of her timeTaphophobia


The RobotHis smile turns evil... ...her eyes turn black! His arms raise up...The Robot
...her ears pull back!


Spiritual ScribeYour voice is a salve...Spiritual Scribe
Covering the wounds on my soul Your eyes are microscopes... Finding all my secret thoughts Your arms are my safety net...
As I walk this tightrope called life Your name is a sacred love poem...
Scribbled right across my heart
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98% of all Deviants are bad at math. If you are one of the 9% that's good at it, copy and paste this into your signature.
"Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyways."
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'Take Bubble Guinea Pig. I don't want him anymore.'
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Vedder makes everything better...
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~Kaa
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