Super DuperI can't draw Superman's face.
I think Supman should get it on with Robin, while Batman watches in the corner. The Joker comes in later with Twoface, making it a 6 person workout (a.k.a orgy)
I'm doing this because Superman is an ugly fuck
~madam-cicus
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Love of the LovelessI don’t think she realises The extent of her blows, The people she cripples, The minds she unfolds, Oh greatly he affects her, But not even halfLove of the Loveless
Of what he loves her Regrets her, And forever now woes her. She teases and flirts, Leads them on,
Leading I on, With stories and pleads, That we all thought, Were for our ears alone, But different stories, And views, For all she does tell, Never keeping a secrets, Theirs or her own. But the person she most fooled, Was the one she most hurt. It was him who thought
by ~madam-cicus
Nowhere's SomewhereThe smell of incense,Nowhere's Somewhere
The sound of cigarettes burning
As I inhale, The burn of chemicals, Light headedness, And shaking,
Fucking knowing, KNOWING You’re somewhere,
And not here,
I listen to the fading sounds of my last cigarette, The incense burn out, The burning chemicals have left me numb, Lightness has turned to a headache, And I’m still shaking, Because I don’t know where you are
by ~madam-cicus
YouThe smell of smoke will stay for months, The spots on her neck where you loved her will fade, The memories will all burn out one day, But you will not go, You will be there always,You
When I can no longer remember your love, I will still see your face, And struggle to grasp that what we had, Will never happen again And that every person I meet, Every stranger, every friend, Will be compared to you
by ~madam-cicus
Up HighIt’s a wonderful feeling Like floating through air,Up High
But when I come down
My heads still stuck
High in the clouds,
And I don’t know What’s going on, I don’t know if What I’ve done Are really just my thoughts And I don’t know
If my thoughts Have really been put to action
And when I try to blow my nose I’m sucking in,
Then I’m back up,
Seeing the tall, towering sky scrappers From a different view, Noting the park,
I spot you,
I think what a di
by ~madam-cicus
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paper dollsOnce, you told me that my skin was too pale and that my eyespaper dolls
were too sad. You told me to wear colors other than black.
I went home that night and dragged the blade of my pocket knife across the white of my inner thigh, watching as scarlet bloomed to surface.
I called you on the telephone and said,
‘You would be proud, I’m wearing red tonight.’
I think you laughed, but it sort of sounded like a sob.
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There was something beautiful about the rain, and on stormy days, you would always hold me on your couch and twirl your fingers in my hair.
by =Miss-Deathwish
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- Shell of choice: the shells of my bullets as they fall to the ground
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