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words left unsaid and feelings over-spoken; a pit of guilt and a head left so broken do you really think it's the start of a world? or is it the end of emotions twice curled? worn out, broken down, shattered into pieces; is this what should happen-- impulses and releases? are we all really doomed to fall or is this supposed to differ from the rest of them all? dig inside the numb child, search for his beating heart; figure out what it's trying to say-- if it's bad, just rip it apart

paul died at seven this morning by WolfByte0, literature

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paul died at seven this morning

blanket eyes, blanket eyes and a hand to hold tight never knew he'd grow to be this old choppy blonde hair and a past full of secret we keep him under covers cozy smiles and happy hugs i'm pretty glad you're alive voices are louder when they aren't fully heard and you're stretching your ears to listen a death in the room a fog contained in silence in a cold chair on the tenth floor in the wing of the brain they tell you the grown up that he's never coming back but you've never felt more like a child than now blanket eyes, blanket eyes, wrap around me once more and remind me how cozy i once was and remind me how sa

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anger by WolfByte0, literature

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anger

because i'm too far a coward for anything else ten pills in one hand, a fist in the right; twenty reasons to forever sleep in your bed at night it won't stop coming, it won't quit getting near-- it enjoys you squirming, it enjoys your fear it enjoys the morbid taste of reality in your mouth: much like blood but poisonous, akin to your own house five seconds, two words, defined by no other; it wouldn't kill you, honestly, if you could call me a brother entitled to self, entitled to thought, i've got all the things you don't got much like a dog, i'll herd you in, but you escape again and again counting sheep before i sleep-- my br

writer, artist, student, friend, family by WolfByte0, literature

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writer, artist, student, friend, family

He sits inside at three in the morning, the scraps of the day shining through; with nowhere of any real importance to be and with no one of significance to be talking to, he sits and pretends to write. He quells his urge and kills off his desire to speak, to scream with feeling and words from worlds beyond their own. Silenced and suppressed, maybe they'll die off. After a couple years of these undying urges, of these fearless fights with a flighty mind, he decides to put phrases onto paper and he pens his own thoughts. Little does anyone ever know, only you will ever understand you. Driven by self-anger and pledged by a f

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he's still a bit lost and he waits by the payphone black coat and black hair a bit wet from the rain doesn't know where he's going just knows how to get there anything to numb his pain a night gone awry a couple moons back enough to change the mindset of a not-yet troubled teen of a pre-rebel of an early adult show me where your heart is, they dared, show me where your feelings lie and prove it prove it prove it he's still more than lost he can admit it you know? he's just a young lad on the streets at night with the stars as a witness to the murder of many humanities he picked himself up these hours and hours back

smile, beautiful by WolfByte0, literature

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smile, beautiful

look at yourself reflecting in shop windows with your goofy smile and sideways hat take a good look at what stares back and wave without hesitation we want to become who we never were and we look at ourselves-- not with the kindness of a stranger-- but with the scruntiny of a critic and we'll never let ourselves get away will we? look at yourself with your pretty jawline and your lovely eyes see how they smile back, see how? "i wanna be like her" or "i wanna be like him" takes a new route as we burn our hair or skin and gag the desires that are only human a blinking breathing being turned sorrowful and sa

best friend, worst enemy by WolfByte0, literature

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best friend, worst enemy

haunting refrains play in my head all day frozen in time, he's forever the same; the same words written, the same notes played trapped in a cycle of misfortune and hate-- not directed towards anyone, only at fate he's stuck and he's caught in a web of his making, one created not knowing the risks he was taking one that was forged in a flurry of feeling, he didn't use thoughts for his head was reeling his own coffin had he earlier made; he created a coffin, he manufactured a grave rest in peace, he'd say, just to be sure he'd die-- if only he knew that it wasn't goodbye wrath and war came barreling down; life didn't like him, for

puppets by WolfByte0, literature

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lock the doors open the blinds playing with dolls i didn't care playing with tiny people; moving their being, making their words with my large hands and mouth manipulate control i didn't know it at the time but i monopolise even the most trivial of things human emotion being the worst so one day he hopes to run a toy shoppe of his own where little kids can come and play with their own dolls and figures and other toys so they don't settle for the alternative

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listen up

he's got his own secrets he paints them blue sunny skies red houses burning kitchens women's blouses return to your house, return to your home; if home's where the heart is, why are you so alone? a place in the world, a person to be; too blind to see it, too lost to "be" a simple collision, you crashed head-on with the troubles that speak and you talk until dawn singing masses of notes and billions of words, these troubles aren't small, and they need to be heard opened your mouth to give folks a look at all you've been thinking, at the risks that you've took gave them a chance to see a life in another's shoes, in

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

July 20
United States
Deviant for 14 years
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Just gonna leave this here.

Name: Zach
Gender: Genderqueer/neutral. Male pronouns, please.
Likes: Art, science, mathematics, music, wolves, more art, more science, being a smartass, living, thinking, psychological thinking, quantum crap, clothes, shopping, the colour blue, Photoshop, coffee, chocolate, LGBT, poetry, seagulls, sleep, smoothies, astrology, astronomy, mythology, Homestuck, anime, hazel eyes, spelling things the British way.
Dislikes: Negative criticism, rude remarks, being told to shut up, being told is dumb, drawing herself, waking up, walking to bus stop in the cold, immature humour, being wrong, loud noises, bad smells.

Bio: Well, I had things here but now I don't care. :')

Current Residence: Maryland, USA
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Pro'ly large/xlarge.
Favourite genre of music: Metal/Rock is my forte, but I like every genre.
Favourite style of art: Any and all!

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Disney movies and romantic comedies.

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Anything and everything.

Favourite Games

Too many.

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GBA, GCN, PC, PS3.

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Pencil, paper, eraser, and some imagination. Jus' a little. Maybe.

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Science, art, creative writing, LGBTQ topics, lame shit.

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WolfByte0

Nov 18, 2012

Moving accounts.

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I really hated how cluttered this account was becoming. Eh, I don't even like deviantArt that much, to be honest. But, I'm moving accounts! For all who care. ~manifestmadness (https://www.deviantart.com/manifestmadness) It's going to be [i]actual attempts[/i] at stuff. So, yeah. -Zachariah

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WolfByte0

Apr 14, 2012

food

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I wannit

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WolfByte0

Apr 11, 2012

I hate people.

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I really hate people. I really hate my "friends." What am I talking about? I don't have any friends. Only people who smile and nod when I'm happy and tell me to shut up and get over it when I'm sad. I thought MAYBE I had found someone that was different. AHAHAHA, nope, evidently not. I fucking cried today at lunch. Surrounded by people who said they were my friend. Morgan attempted to help me, but not wholeheartedly. She paid more attention to Sarah. Because a "good friend" crying is easily won over by a romantic interest/other good friend's story. Easily beat out. And apparently someone making audible crying noises isn't noticeable, ei

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Jul 20, 2012

ffffff happpiii birthday~~!

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Thank you so much for your favorite on [link] I'm so sorry if you have received a similar message before, its taken me a long time to get through to say thank you to everyone, sometimes i lose track >.<. If you have some free time please consider to take a look through the rest of my gallery as well (plenty more cute pictures of baxter!!) If you like some of my work, please consider watching me or checking out my facebook page [link] Feel free to send me the link to your FB as-well, if you have one and I will make sure to return the favor Thank you so much! I really appreciate it <3

blind-runaway

Mar 23, 2012

Thank you so much for the watch! I really appreciate it!

WolfByte0

Mar 23, 2012

My pleasure! ovo