The boy never slept.
He looked like a twig.
He talked to pink elephants
And ate magic figs.
He danced with the Sugar Plum Fairies
At the local Ginger Bread House.
He carried Felix's Bag of Tricks
And played cards with Mickey Mouse.
But over time,
The color began to fade.
The Queen of Hearts' red roses
As black as the Spade.
His mother worried greatly
As his words grew fewer,
And his eyes became sunken,
And darker, and crueler.
And living in a
Severish
Surrealist
Nightmare World,
All he could do was
See his spots to the door,
And fall forever
Into space.















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Verging on gothic, perhaps.
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"Kill anyone with a different religion."
Deuteronomy 17:2-7
"The fire that burns down the present and leaves no future,only the past."
"In the Men's Club..."
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Das Tiefe hoch, das Hohe tief,
Das Schiefe grad, das Grade schief,
Das ganz allein macht mich gesund,
So will ich's auf dem Erdenrund.
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Das Tiefe hoch, das Hohe tief,
Das Schiefe grad, das Grade schief,
Das ganz allein macht mich gesund,
So will ich's auf dem Erdenrund.
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~Estallo-en-Fotos my photo gallery
~b00b-B-gone my transgender support group
~Solid-Caine-Stock my stock photography
WEBCOMIC [link]
Save a Tranny! [link]
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Das Tiefe hoch, das Hohe tief,
Das Schiefe grad, das Grade schief,
Das ganz allein macht mich gesund,
So will ich's auf dem Erdenrund.
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