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Just another warm summer night by Subsanction, literature

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Just another warm summer night

Just another warm summer night, where hopes need no provocation. The wind whispers softly to insomnia-ridden beings and those who are at a loss of breath. Here in this apartment walls are a scapegoat. lights hum a hymn for a false beacon. They speak of ears ringing in torment- warmth that never was or will be.Shh.. Don't wake those who drain their eyes. For the symphony of bereaved is a just tune for those that have an e a r t o l e n d .

sIgN by Subsanction, literature

... by Subsanction, literature

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Roaring suffocation Dyslexic conduct Freezing in time One hundred thousand blows anxiety Ecstatic dislocationFinal failing product Alzheimer conceding mind Malice community HEAR WE, WHO BURN An anger roaringScorching, numbing anguish Tears marching sadness in return Adrenaline boring mundane Mechanic concrete nature- fall.. Backbone of thought, condemned by noose?Tongues cut thick as glass Eyes steal internal essence. Fear not, never settle nor stall All shall perish, ALL shall pass Push forward; withstand this"For I walk through the Valley Of The Dead, and I shall fear NO evil.."

P.E.S.T.e/l/e/n/c/e by Subsanction, literature

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P.E.S.T.e/l/e/n/c/e

So deep Dark then blue and black. Rolling; crashing noise In a mind would its fingers seep Shove down- bitch smackDeceiving infant poise Prelude to finite decay Deafen that which pulses Mixing reciprocating sparks Oh fool am IDisperse! That which holds a fiber-optic being Tissue, muscle meltdown Horrors are dreams untold Tell me twin- See you; what I am seeing?Heating salt Do your worst. For the Lepers' kiss will not suffice.. That cliche forever at halt By the swell of pour.Coin buys neither life Nor holy safeguard Innocence in words heed my call Pain, remorse, coerce exceeding strife Consume to take all."Here the juvenile cries begin.. W...

lAMB/cHOWDER/pUNCH by Subsanction, literature

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lAMB/cHOWDER/pUNCH

This is not poetry This is not a song. Not a letter, Nor a voice- A handful of mushy syllablesJust an alphabet soup Whole Full smiles Inlaid contentment; A body wrapped in blanketsSuspending weaving Cool air Whispering laughter Skip of heart Change of beatCrisp chalk Gnaw Bass-line breakdown This is not a life Not a taleOr myth. Sea foam sudsy !POP!POP! Burgundy chew Whirring hashing sub-frequentBlue+ All dance is never Post to re-post thought Tssst cssst csssst ccccssssst Ba da-dad-ada-bahbahbah.. KOHKHPT

Mirror, mirror. by Subsanction, literature

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Mirror, mirror.

Almost too calm for nerve endings !SHOCK! Stillness be stagnant- far too long Oh, ring on the mirror... Show infinite replicationRewind sadness, fear, alteration, individual critique. Everything feared- yet cherished Bittersweet entangled near burnt out A colored soul bled to grey Fibers bred to breakBending reality into fracture, Obscure visions- hesitation White warping black And back again.Sorrow pulling at the strings Pain feeding, tearing back.. Happiness shaken near stability Nostalgic replication through bent image- AWAKEN!"Welcome back."

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Just another warm summer night by Subsanction, literature

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lAMB/cHOWDER/pUNCH

Mirror, mirror. by Subsanction, literature

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Mirror, mirror.

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The Stone Girl by TheNobody1994, literature

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The Stone Girl

This is the monument to all your tries, every time you've cried at night, every single lie you've told, and every time you prayed to be whole.You've stood so strong with your scars like cracks and they're not under control, but you pretend they are and attack; Attack, attack, fall back. Back when things felt so simple, when you only lied to your friends or people you hated without a ripple on your pond of visceral, sloppy ends. Don't you want those all back?Take back your lies, they're nothing for compromise, it's something I could never tell, but something I'd love to yell.You crack under the pressure of a smile, you're unsure if you've g...

RRRebuild by TheNobody1994, literature

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RRRebuild

I smiled to make light of the situation."I guess you could say.." I intentionally started dragging my cigarette slowly, breaking the seal with my fingertips and gently crushing the cherry against the bottom of my boot before letting even the faintest wisp of smoke out. Dramatic tension. ".. I'm a little more fucked up than I originally believed." I made eye contact as the last of the smoke billowed weakly out of my nostrils. I felt her eyes try to pierce through me like they used to.... Used to.She hands over what's left of her cigarette to me, inviting me to share and continue.I guess she has changed; She's listening for once."Turns out.....

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About Subsanction

Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: I'm wandering.. Buh bye.. xD
deviantWEAR sizing preference: GOD that sounds wrong
Print preference: Blah..
Favourite genre of music: Thrash (any kind) of metal, prog. rock
Favourite photographer: Madre and Padre
Favourite style of art: Any kind... You're all beautiful.
Operating System: The PS of 3
MP3 player of choice: I of Pod
Shell of choice: A Turtle's??
Wallpaper of choice: In my room.
Skin of choice: ....Really?
Favourite cartoon character: Popeye, Deadpool
Personal Quote: You attract more bullets with friendly fire. :3

Favourite Visual Artist

CapnGarrett, Dad, Mom, Piccasso, Boris Vallejo, Da Vinci

Favourite Movies

Edward Scissorhands, CRANK, Snatch, Matrix trilogies, Saw I-III, Devil's Advocate

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Red Hot Chili Peppers, Iron Maiden, Chimaira, M.S.I, Meshuggah, Metallica, Skid Row, C.O.B

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe, or Lovecraft

Favourite Games

Resident Evil Series, Fatal Frame 2, Silent Hill 2-4

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS3, Super Nintendo

Tools of the Trade

Quill/Ink, Charcoal, Pencils, Oil paint

Other Interests

Music, Movies, Artists, Poets, Nature (fav.: Painting, Writing, Sleeping, Being outside)

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Jan 17, 2013

Well, here goes nothin'..

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(They say wearing your heart on your sleeve is a way for everything/everyone to know who you are and what you feel.. But even an open wound can be burned by the wind.)I know someone. An individual lost in his own abysmal deception- Yet here I am with a flashlight calling, screaming as loud as I can through this blanket in your mind. A voice muted by blind pain, and suffocated with the tears of yours and my fear."We're calling. Can you hear us? Follow this voice- and if you see the light.... Reach for us. You're not alone in this oblivion."-It's time to stand, my dear. I told you I won't fight your battles- But I'll sure as hell fight with ...

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Dec 12, 2012

Threading Lucian and Aeve

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"I... I can't believe he's gone.. I just-" Speech. Sickly choking out. How well it laced with the pain in my heart, the blurred vision and knot in my throat. It only grew tighter, with every memory that flooded my eyes. Inside; my brain was screaming, my mind was contorted... The funeral home was empty. Many individuals were there- yes, but there I felt alone. His family stood silently like gargoyles. No emotions. And hell if I know whether or not they are breathing. On the inside, I can feel them burning with agony... Walking about the hallway brought back a conversation he and I had.-FLASHBACK- "Lucian, I have to tell you something." Loo...