

TabooSuch things as these can notTaboo
avoid your sight, Like two brothers kissing, under flourescent lamplight, And the cannibal devouring his decadent meal by night.
Such things my princess does dream, like pretty ladies covered in cream, And little boys in skirts, wrestling in dirt, before the eyes of that one hungry introvert, And the lust in the head of a lover of the dead, who now has a corpse in his bed.
Now kiddies, A question from me To you... Which taboo do you do?


Bubble Bubble Burn.Splash! Down I tumble, into the pale chlorinated water. It's so cold, but my skin is on fire. I'm always on fire, and he was always stone cold. I was his passion. He was my solid resolve. Ice to my fire.Bubble Bubble Burn.
Bubbles escape my lips and swivlle up through the murky water. popping and gurgaling.
Same as the blood, the blood that bubbled out of his throat and ran down his cheeks,
and congealed with the sand that he lay on. He was my courage. I was his smile.
Bubble, Bubble. More bubbles escape my lips as my chest burns.
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Lovin yoooo Matt
I am Alan Rickman in dA's Celebrities Crew!
your drawings are quite good n_n
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Eggiweggs. I would like... to smash them!
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"All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, hit the showers. It's my game. I pitch, I hit, I catch. I run the bases. At sunset, I've won or lost. At sunrise, I'm out again, giving it the old try. And no one can help me. Not even you." -Ray Bradbury
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