We don't want to be loved, we want to be the lover
We disregard the love of greatest quality from those who respect us, only to accept the dismal likes of those we admire
Love someone for exactly who they are and you will awaken their deepest fear and insecurity
Accept them for the very flaws upon which, they crucify themselves
Devour every last morsel of burnt gristle and scarred flesh, leaving behind what is pure
Dig them out of the grave they buried themselves in even if all you have is a spoon
Give them a boost, even if they step on your face and leave you in the ditch you helped them from
Follow in their footsteps and eat the brok
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through dA,
Not a troll was stirring, nor Grinch in his sleigh.
Deviations were hung in digital Galleries with care,
In hopes that +Favourites soon would be there.
The n00bs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Daily Deviations danced in their heads.
And Fella in his 'kerchief, and spyed (https://www.deviantart.com/spyed) with his night-light,
Had just settled down to log-off for the night,
When over in the Forums there arose such a clatter,
Fella sprang back online to see what was the matter.
To the browser window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the tabs and refreshed the cache.
When what to his art-loving ey