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Until It HappensI dream a dream of wanting to die
And wake in the night just to cry
My tears are made of rose colored blood
And everyday the over flood
I take my razor to my skin
And repeating to myself I'm just a sin
Only if my life would end
Coming to conclusion that I depend
That if I die before I am wanted
Could only get my life more taunted
So until I die at the right moment
I shall use my razor until I condone it.
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Bluefley has a gallery filled with artwork that whisks you off in to a Sci-fi daydream, and keeps you captivated for hours. Marc has been a member of our community for over a decade and has achieved nothing but success with his astounding commitment to interacting with the community, sharing a prolific amount of video tutorials and generally being an all round rockstar deviant. It is no joke that we are absolutely delighted to award the Deviousness Award for April 2014 to ... Read More