

the Longing IINoone sees me coming but the songbird in the sky how I wish I had wings I would spread them and flythe Longing II
I`d fly through every forrest over sea, sun and shore I´d sing a foreign lovesong but most of all I´d cry
For I am trapped here in my prison my body is my cell it strikes me on a lovely day the more you live, the more you die
Alone in the world of surfaces in the sound of spirit`s scream if I can`t open up the gate all I have to do is dream
to be flowing, sensing leaving ...
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
--
The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
welcome to DeviantArt
--
Be the change. [link]
Previous PageNext Page