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rhetorical 
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Joined: 14 February 2014 Location: Florida Status: Offline Points: 807 Crew: Elision Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 2-1-0 Form: WWL |
 Topic: ...:::WWC: Week 4:::...Posted: 21 August 2018 at 11:13pm |
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Due date: Saturday
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Neek
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Super Mario Slaughterer Joined: 05 October 2004 Status: Offline Points: 3862 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 3-1-0 Form: LWWW |
Posted: 22 August 2018 at 2:13am |
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Andrew had a case of Stolen Valor
used it to fuck bitches on Tinder then one day, he went on a date it was great, until he made the mistake of walking by a plate.. of fallen soldiers he barely noticed til the hoe said "aint those yo homies tho?" Drews face turned to stone as he moaned "WHY HAS THOU FORSAKEN FOR!!" then this picture was taken by some touristy asian -the end- |
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Slip
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Joined: 04 June 2013 Location: St Johns. N.L. Status: Offline Points: 1612 Crew: Alter Egos Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 14-33-0 Form: LLLWLW |
Posted: 22 August 2018 at 3:10am |
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Here every year as clear as it is to me
I still hear your wisdom, etched in history Still feel your energy sketched in my memories You’d never let me fight destroying all my enemies Growing up together like our destinys connected Inseparable friendship, expect to be respected We learned to walk together before I could remember I’ll never forget it as a couple knee high kids who use to play together girls we use to date together teachers we use to hate together “As he preached it to the world”Trouble we use to make together!!!! double or nothin always somethin to do, Like we had nothin to lose and somethin to prove Every move that we made, so damn smooth Until you enlisted yourself, to the red white ‘n’ blue Dedicated to the cause, something I couldn’t do Gave your life for our freedom, brave and true Edited by Slip - 22 August 2018 at 3:28am |
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See no evil speak no evil silent echo alter ego
inner demon violent beast so warn the mother fucking people |
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daydizzle89
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Joined: 23 July 2014 Status: Offline Points: 3805 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 6-11-0 Form: LWWLLW |
Posted: 22 August 2018 at 2:19pm |
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As i read the etched stone, sacrifices and misfortune
disproportionate death tones ,got me realizing what war is A distortion of sin, a life thwarted Dying with dignity isnt important Forced into a storm of bigotry is horrid and grim the divinity who took your life away isnt mourning Cuz your just a clump of cells awaiting this abortion A victim of societies addiction and snorting it 60 million abortions since the Vietnam war is sick How can you be against conflict yet support this shit? Your body isnt the soul being exiled without Warning At least in war, you signed up to see mushroom clouds storming A mountain would be engraved in proportion If we had an Aorta of love we would stop this tortuous shit |
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Sammy
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Beacon of Light Joined: 24 October 2015 Status: Offline Points: 2223 Crew: Elision Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 1-1-1 Form: LNW |
Posted: 22 August 2018 at 4:36pm |
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"Paul, I'll be back for you, i swear!!" I never did. Perhaps in passing July air; the annual bombs bursting as the 4th reverb in time shared... platoons in fading suits moved in herds, as light glare servicing sweats, meshing with memories of two trying years Some died in fear. Some fear to die. But the silent reverie rendering to: "why are we here?" this violent veneer. Yall can snide and sneer. But i was there as minutes of the moments divide into years. And its been hours, i swear. "Ours" to bear. Most wouldn't understand the hours we shared. Napalm smell; Apocalypse tinged morning. I swear.. ..i'll be back He was as i last remember him: Hard headed, and brash. Hey Paul, ya ol son of gun. told you i'd be back. |
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Crimson Juice
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Joined: 20 December 2015 Location: U.K. Status: Offline Points: 3258 Crew: Lyricist Inc. Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 6-11-0 Form: LLWLW |
Posted: 23 August 2018 at 11:41am |
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My brother was 18 when he received the draft from The Chief Of Staff,
A path that had his name at 1st on paper,then ending up on an Epitaph, For my family its a bad lithograph,a constant reminder of wars aftermath, He had no time to live n laugh,called into service to make films for Pathe, Vietnam was his destination,to record images for the Army's presentation, To restore pride n faith in a nation,he was cut off from me like a castration, As the months passed i feel frustration,seeing citizens having demonstrations, Bordering on hate & humiliation,the returning wounded now face damnation, Here i am at my second home,feeling my brothers name that's etched in stone, Smelling the flowers throwing off their cologne, where grief is my chaperone, Reflections of spectres tell me I'm not alone,& whimpers heard are the only tone, They deserve more than a wall or a throne,RIP atleast your names made it home, |
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"You need to learn how to make an exit,
before you can dare make an entrance". |
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Ridley Squat
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Joined: 20 November 2015 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 830 Crew: Tha Syndicate Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 9-6-0 Form: WWWWLW |
Posted: 23 August 2018 at 3:22pm |
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swore we'd die for each other. 'till some of us did. . . now. i scream at night. their faces everywhere. why wasn't it me? . . . (those were both haiku just tryin' something' diff'rent that's why they don't rhyme) . . ((and so was that.)) |
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iLL ScriptureZ
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Joined: 13 May 2014 Location: NJ Status: Offline Points: 2477 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 11-5-1 Form: LWWLWW |
Posted: 23 August 2018 at 3:42pm |
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War ragged fatigues, shore stranded… a doormat for disease Formatting Marines minds remind what they’ve sworn back The machine, grand scheme of nightmares supports that of a dream Warned that disbelief leaves chaos for the horse that you feed Decisions of your tactics can seem in question, torn back to a scene Before you pour Jack in canteens, the warmth that you receive Is born rabid & the cure is, blast the regimes! Be sure your hat isn’t weak Scraps & smithereens packed in as beans restore tragic with greed Passion was crafted so pure to ignore facts, what you see Streams with expertise as the novel norm drafts the deceit Assured that you’d retreat, training you’ve endured added extremes Still unprepared gore splatters, bullets floor Captains that lead As the Lord gathers the pleas of boys, pure panic is seen Shattering screams echo for mothers to pat them to sleep Flanders Fields…
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spume corrupt
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Joined: 27 April 2011 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 3163 Crew: Lyricist Inc. Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 20-7-1 Form: WLWLLL |
Posted: 23 August 2018 at 8:59pm |
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Two arms....To arms
Blatantly I receive welfare, and I’ve killed more than one time And my base is a besieged shelter that feels like the frontline From this tower block that often provokes, with its rifle positions I’ve already looked down the scope and made a snipers decision Now life is the mission, sudden sounds compound to an explosion Them boots get stuck fast, rooted unto the ground and I am frozen When civilians just milling and moving around is a commotion Docs can call it shellshock until I prove to this town that I am broken About to open fire, make a stand like Hell doesn’t have enough fury But first ....band of the hand, I Need to know, can the brothers that I’ve lost feel me? Edited by spume corrupt - 23 August 2018 at 9:31pm |
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spume corrupt
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Joined: 27 April 2011 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 3163 Crew: Lyricist Inc. Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 20-7-1 Form: WLWLLL |
Posted: 25 August 2018 at 12:04am |
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This needs a bump
Surely we got a couple more writers in here that can spare ten lines for a worthy cause? Sammy/Rhet putting mags out and working for the house, plus they writing too, Organising the growth from inside! Not just some bullshit posts that look over contrived I say put ya plays where ya praise is! And pen something in support Sink to this level |
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CHAIN
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Joined: 14 November 2006 Status: Offline Points: 2769  Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 8-4-0 Form: LWWLWW |
Posted: 25 August 2018 at 4:15pm |
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We say 'One' the Neo Nazis say 'Ein' But they don't say 'No' to guns when they say 'Nine' // They gon' shoot the Glock when they say 'Guten Tag' That's a long kiss good night 'cause their 'Kampf' ain't 'Mine' // That's my 20/20 vision of the next two years Militias purging cities in their rescue gear // Texan beers they'll toast but that gon' mean nothin' They cliqued in with Black Opps that only speak Russian // Acting like minorities 'cause they have Greek cousins White is gon' be right throughout the free speech mumblings // Tongue-in-cheek patriotism for the meme wars Covert with the C4, still on a discrete tour // The Aryans are back on both sides of the seashores The leftists are wack, what we need Olbermann Keith for? // They will loose again though for tryna kill us all This is not what they had in mind when they said 'Build the Wall' // |
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spume corrupt
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Joined: 27 April 2011 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 3163 Crew: Lyricist Inc. Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 20-7-1 Form: WLWLLL |
Posted: 25 August 2018 at 7:47pm |
Oh shit I was only fishing for Cubas Done landed us a whopper....lol..........Sup Chain? Still time for a sneaky one, Who though? |
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Cuba
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Legendary Assassin Joined: 14 June 2004 Location: England Status: Offline Points: 12329  Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 47-22-0 Form: WWWWLW |
Posted: 26 August 2018 at 5:21pm |
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Ok Spumey...
You thought this was a bunch of names on a wall This is nothing more than a script for the pain I recall Reflect on lost brothers and the rage that we fought As I recall from the hollows those chambers that haunt United we stand and yet divided we fall Grief stricken as I slide down the wall Tear drops glisten then drive as a squall Banded together when we answered the call One by one life took them all Leaving behind memories of cancer and gall The real shock and awe, it's disaster and warts Napalm, caskets, ashes and corpse, lack of remorse The same politicians send our children to war Disgracing the memories of the millions before |
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Crimson Juice
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Joined: 20 December 2015 Location: U.K. Status: Offline Points: 3258 Crew: Lyricist Inc. Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 6-11-0 Form: LLWLW |
Posted: 26 August 2018 at 5:44pm |
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@Spume..
WOW i need that bait when i go fishing,another big one reeled in, one at a time is good finishing though eh..peace. |
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"You need to learn how to make an exit,
before you can dare make an entrance". |
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rhetorical
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Joined: 14 February 2014 Location: Florida Status: Offline Points: 807 Crew: Elision Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 2-1-0 Form: WWL |
Posted: 26 August 2018 at 5:49pm |
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week 4 closed even though I cant close the thread lol . . . but if everyone could pm me their top 5, i will have the mag and the winner revealed as soon as i get enough votes.
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rhetorical
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Joined: 14 February 2014 Location: Florida Status: Offline Points: 807 Crew: Elision Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 2-1-0 Form: WWL |
Posted: 26 August 2018 at 8:32pm |
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votes are complete . . Mag will be posted today
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