

Cherry trees to sushiSit, relax I have only a few things to say Then I’ll be goneCherry trees to sushi
It wasn’t you, you know, that I was chasing It wasn’t even someone else Just an idea of what I thought I needed I refused to be wrong
Before sushi Before Van Gogh Even before that Cockney Rebel in Saint Pete There were cherry trees in spring And the hammock strung between them Clouds of dust like fairies A million of them, each a memory
Who would want to forget things like that?
I was brewing coffee when it happened Just in the next room A camera’s blink
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I control the chaos... now let me show you my real power.
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'...memories for strangers, history's for fools, arts forever...'
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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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And I have always known you.
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[link] to look through mah
LIVE LIFE, OR DIE TRYING
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...I strive to convey what you try to condone...
Thanks.
BTW, we have a cat that looks suspiciously like your Little C!
Thanks though, it's appreciated.
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