with the subject "Demonstrably Deviant".
), but we did it! And here are the results.
First Place 
I’m so happy and so proud to be a Deviant 
1,000 points courtesy of Points Pool donors.
I'm doing fine, we are both healthy and happy 
kicking and jumping inside really hard, he wakes me up at night and early in the morning ,that's his favourite time to start kicking.
I think I will suggest more poems from now on.
Every Sunday this article will aim to promote volunteer opportunities, various resources, prompts, challenges, and workshops, as well as highlighting various contests, and spotlighting a specific group every week. This is by no means a complete list of all the literature going-ons, merely a tool to help you get involved and stay informed.
Every Sunday this article will aim to promote volunteer opportunities, various resources, prompts, challenges, and workshops, as well as highlighting various contests, and spotlighting a specific group every week. This is by no means a complete list of all the literature going-ons, merely a tool to help you get involved and stay informed.
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We all know how awesome and wonderful is DeviantArt
that is why every day there are hundreds if not thousands of new Deviants joining the site . We all remember how is it like to be new here, how you don't know how everything works, how you don't have any friends, no support. So what if we try to make those new Deviants feel welcome and supportive.Everybody much know a new Deviant , so we should offer our support for them. So what to do for them
I go to their page and I say : "Welcome to DeviantArt 
" It doesn't matter if you know them or if you don't, they will always be happy with your visit and they will feel some love. I give them a llama 
or some poıints 
I fav their work 
and give them some warm commets . I show them some awesome groups to join I offer my help, if they need something, if they have a question, because a new Deviants sometimes don't know what all the bottons do. I untroduce them in my journal for my friends, to get to know them. I did this twice and because of it, now we are almost 30 Deviants who all know eachother :happybpunce: You don't have to do all these things, just one of thwo of them is great
Where to find new Deviants. Today Page
Do you know about the Today Page, It is awesome. This is how to find it. [link] There you can find a lot of great things like :
Community Mood , always great to see how much love is around the communty today 
Deviationssubmitted in the last 1 second Deviousness, the Deviant you got the Deviousness Award Daily Deviations, it gives you the link to view all the Daily Deviation New Groups Newest Critiques Deviants Online, you can see how many Deviants are online Popular Forum Threads Popular PollsAnd finally
New Deviants, who just joined DevianArt seconds ago It is really amazing, to just click on their pages and say Welcome
Go out there and speard some love
And now:
Here are some of the New Deviants
Poems I love this week
Asbestosthe implausibility of afterlife;
Yes. We sing of pain. Tempests
within kneecaps, and a swell-surge
of storm in thy gut: flourishing
and whirling come thy tender spots --
there will be blood, there will be blood;
Scrub your tongue clean of crying filth.
Apologize to joints for your curses
as you lie deep-kneed in water,
wash away thy sins. And regret
when ova met its brethren
and converted you to flesh --
compensate me for existence;
Thy gift is misery, thy fruit suffering,
and a tin of tea for sportsmanship.
Smile demonstratively, silence
scream and leave your pieces
in attic-place of skull --
and death come on kitten feet;
NightmaresIn a very distant place
Of total black and total red.
Where the darkness is too much
And blood is spilled too often.
In a very distant dream,
Thin like water,
Thick like poison.
Where I run in circles,
Committing myself to the
Violent happenings
In order to just find you again.
In a very distant nightmare
Of laughing demons,
Taking you away,
Making sure you're ready
To undergo the awakening
Of a power within.
One you could not control,
Nor one you know.
In a very distant place,
I remember I'm scared.
Where are you?
It's time to wake up.
Sinking…
Lost to an illusion,
paging through a book I have already read.
Ideas conceived from foreign thought.
I am a sponge, thieving from worlds before me.
An unrelenting forgery.
Trapped like a rock on a countertop
Move me to where I seem best
Removed from where I ought to be
Thrown aside, taught to drown
…
Live and Laugh and Grow for MeLittle pitters, little patters-
I can hear them everywhere I go.
Very charming, supposedly-
Everywhere I go- the stars feel shaken.
After the sun sets...
No one cares about my heart and redemption.
Does that even matter...?
Listen well and listen with all of your heart pulled in-
All this time I thought about you.
Under orders, ungrateful corridors-
Go...Go where my heart isn't as shaken.
Hurry hurry hurry- my heart is forsaken.
After the sun rises...
No one dares to question me.
Does that leave me at insanity?
Go!
Run from charming fear!
Orders won't touch you, my dear!
When the clock strikes noon-
For you, I'll ever be-
Orders won't touch you my dear- my dear...
Run now, my little baby.
My life has ended, but no yours my dear- my dear...
Everywhere you go...live and laugh and grow for me.
a goodbye from the daughter of decaywild girl,
broken-
rag tag girl,
girl raised by wolves,
they say you ought-a stop playing in traffic-
getting high on exhaust, hopin' some car hits you
you tell 'em
"the lights sure are something."
because the highway is your carnival.
&you ought-a stop dancing on telephone wires like they're tight walks
with lightning on your tongue
singin' 'liar, liar' to the world below- calling out their faults, flaunting yours.
today you learned reality is like glass
sharp, and gli
FlashIt's been almost two years
since I heard your voice. I
can't quite remember what it sounds like
fragments of greater times when
I was not alone.
Our souls
binded together by spools of
films and spoons of food and I remember how
you used to laugh at my insecurities
safety is what I recall about you.
The first time we talked on the phone
one hundred twenty minutes of shared experiences
now stored in a box up in the depths of my mind.
Do you remember?
How we used to walk around during sunset
shoving our faces with hope and skating on fake ice
or how we would watch our friends take acid and
shine lights in the
The Marching BaritonesToday the band geeks of McKinney North
Are going to play for our beloved fans
Everyone is excited and pumped
Each section claiming that they will be the best
Who will it be?
The Trumpets who are always too loud
And complimented for their sound?
Or the melodious flutes, with their trills
And high notes that seem to float above the crowds?
Maybe, but let's not forget
It could be the Clarinets, with their important counter melodies
Or the Horns, known for their proud, full notes
Perhaps the trombones will slide their way
Into the hearts of our audience
What about the backgrounds?
Surely the percussion will win, after all
They are
Little GirlLittle girl, little girl, why are you crying?
Because it doesn't matter how hard I try,
love is something I can never buy.
Little girl, little girl, do you need a listening ear?
Don't bother, you can't always be here.
People come and go- It's a fear.
Little girl, little girl, do you know just what you are worth?
Maybe a diamond mined from the earth
But sometimes I feel like a junk ore that is unearthed.
Little girl, little girl, don't be afraid.
You can spread your wings and fly,
and sing along to the freedom that it brings.
Little girl, little girl, someday you will be alright.
Learn to be a brave knight
and persevere through t
ConvulsionsAn arm flies out,
A leg kicks up
Hips sway, sweat drips
Belly undulating, breasts heaving
Here, this is pain
Dropping to my knees, so hard I can hear the thud
Back arched, hands clawing
Here, this is sorrow
Cradling myself, shivering
Drawing inwards, shoulders hunched
This is love
Doe eyes and a soft smile
This is challenge
Finger crooked, head cocked, eyes glinting
This is joy
Jumping, Grinning, hair flying
This is anger punching, fear cowering.
This is how I dance
How I grieve
How I celebrate
How I rage
How I feel
How I forget
How I live.
WriterLike a half finished piece
Just empty words
I see me
But the pen won't move
I need to see you
Too
The words take the paper like
Bullets
But the silence is a
Bullet
To my heart
Because paper is not enough
It's the voice I do not have
That I need to convey
This
To you
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Hurt 
~New~ xD
Yeaa, some of the stuff I dunno how to do..
~Feels like a nub :c~
Like like idk how to say I got a quiz journal entry thing from someone and display their icon that links to them... .__.
: iconlilianyax3 : just without the spaces. So easy isn't it.
once again I must say I admire how much warmth and positivity you spread all over this place! you're an amazing girl
now let's go hug some noobs