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Frustration::. FustrationFrustration
if only i could reach out, and hold her hands just once…. iI'd tell her the feelings inside me, the hunger that almost engulfs me, the words that always escape me when she's around.
if only i could hold her, wrap my arms around her i know she would feel the emotions she stirs, the shattering power that can only be hers, that traps me in a world of desperation.
her warmth it scares me, for to a man of coldness, it's frightening, her fragility, it tears me, for gentleness is a stranger in my world. her innocence, it hurts me,  

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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"...say yer prayers... not that it'll do ya any good..."
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buDmedia
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buDmedia
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Los poetas no somos aves para estar enjaulados... ni nubes para llorar... nosotros sufrimos en silencio entre poemas...
Jankin
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