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im feeling my face, sweat runnin in beads like a nunnery race i know its silly, but brother i prayed, prayed for summin to change someone to blame?.. tension couples fear like sams summer of hate my disgruntled face like thunder, stubble grain, eyes like slate
Dope.......Really feeling how this has started........got me hooked and intrigued as to whats coming next
heads sky high, up in the clouds.. inflated like monies in kuwait all my dreams are gone now, they suddenly fade away or crumble mate subtly slain, or made to dust, by a reality trickier than a Russian gun game the water before me's burning, it holds a innate fear like flames as it brakes into miniature waves an relays back my murky reflection but it could never quite capture my crude earthly apprehensions theres a question cemented in my head, in huge, inconceivable dimensions relentless, i feel it on the wind of every word i dare to mention
Just further setting the scene here....Some cool and vivid imagery...perhaps not the strongest set with regards to the rhyming in this piece......(ending a line in "mate" always feels a bit forced) but still some nice shitt here
demented, cause it follows me, and honestly, this is probably front but for just a moment.. im given the courage... to jump...
Ha Ha so this is where you plant the seed!!! I see you man
shes been my world since day one, it was like a rebirth i could never have pictured a time where i would leave her we'd flirt, we'd fuck, and then she'd wear my t-shirt never argued, she was too pretty.. i could never be stern cause she'd turn, flick her hair an smile, an end up with her knees burnt at first i even felt at peace with me jus cause we worked and well, we both fell into love... feet first..
Dope set here.........Really nice rhythmic feel to it
my shadowy figure, hit the water in a fit of torture, limbs as stiff as riga mortis it split like quarters, an welcomed me into a world i only know from short clips of attenbrough visitin orca's... but my only thought is.. your a corpse kid im flooded with discouragin images as vivid as any authors have ever drawn in nauseous, at war with the forces, im so different from your normal snorklers, not equipped for it, my thoughts are awkward raw things.. i consider an awful forfeit my hearts fightin my head, this is mad, not me, instead im normally cautious sick rises in my throat, an hangs itself.. i try to remember why im doing all this i sink like a bemuda boat, lookin up for help, but that does nothing to reinforce it, as im fallin deeper into the darkness, all i could think, on the life of my daughter, was this old quote from chaucer
Keeping it really tight here............rhymes and vocab on point........AllKinda stuff you can only appreciate fully on the second read coming thru here............Dope
"Then you compared a woman's love to Hell, To barren land where water will not dwell, And you compared it to a quenchless fire, The more it burns the more is its desire To burn up everything that burnt can be. You say that just as worms destroy a tree A wife destroys her husband and contrives, As husbands know, the ruin of their lives"
Lol you just trew that quote in there and bounced off it nice........it really worked well
i dont sleep... cause tomorrow comes a little later when you waitin for it i feel a little out of place, in the cold, like a vagrant foreign swimming down shit creek im forever chasing torrents this whole situation.. me and her.. its tasting horrid
Shitt man that set was dope as fuck.......Killing this piece with the rhymes here
an i feel vacant for it, withering, like im laced with agent orange iv been patient, course its tough when shes such a head fuck i know iv been a little distant lately, we aint said much an you been out a lot, yeah i shout alot, maybe i aint worthy i guess if we made it stop, youd be better off.. would it hurt me? personally, i cant think of anything worse, youd prolly call me selfish but i figure thered be a element thats selfless, if you felt this i figure youd get me better.. i need to go... i need to write that letter..
its shadow sinks into the dark, making light of the spectrum the perfectully formed hunter, it expects you wet through, respect em its eyes menacing, its teeth cuttin water.. it considers kids tasters with its viscous skin weaved into a neat patchwork of little razors toppin the food chain, cuz, move, cause it'll be you maimed as tough as it is deadly, there aint another in its class man you better pray, that you never fall into a shark tank...
Shark tank........I think I know where your going with that
its silhoutte slithers, an never stops, i quiver an fret, see its path is never blocked its head large, the ultimate threat, its jaws forever cocked ready to strike an dismember, I stop, ready to die, i sink they slink through the shadows race past me to fast to catch a real glimpse i turn only to see darkenin fins I stiffen up, an feel the weight of the water feel em brush at my toes im a lamb to the slaughter, and its then its then that i saw her..
I saw her bangin her fists at the glass, mouthing my name even in the deep water, i feel the sound reverbrate but i swam down all the same, ignoring the shark fins i hovered close to her, untill only by glass was we parted I could see her fear, tho mine had passed, i jus smiled an sank while i pressed a laminated note on the side of the tank... as she reads tears come to her eyes, an streamed out ephatically...
Its a great piece of writing man...........well done with this one it kept me entertained and I really like how you played the last bit out.........."Will you marry me" Thats some real subtle shitt.............Skills on this one F.OFF
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