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XI WK 1: Master Rock (0-0) vs. Civil Rawr xD (0-0) (MASTER ROCK WINS)
VERSES: Thursday, December, 1st, 11:59 P.M. Western / 2:59 A.M. Eastern / 7:59 A.M. UK. 24 Hour Ext: Mod/Opponent Discretion VOTES: Sunday, December, 4th, 11:59 P.M. Western / 2:59 A.M. Eastern / 7:59 A.M. UK. 3 Vote Requirement Enforced/Penalty MAXIMUM: 48 Lines: 64 IF AGREED UPON! Goodluck! @Master Rock @Civil Rawr xD TOPIC: |
Check! Minimum.
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https://media1.giphy.com/media/CAr4e...giphy.gif&ct=g I need some time to ease, so give me space to breathe but in the pain conceived All I'm left with is screams constantly bickering, boiling my blood skin on the verge of blistering grinding my gears, intensely the sparks are flickering vaporizing my tears torment of a furnace, immensely it's sears burning every single aspect of my sphere it, I can't escape, just too near it for the record skips and yet I still hear it on repeat, it's taking its toll, I can't sleep I seek a reprieve, grasping my skull roaring into the night until my vocals raw digging my nails in as they claw into my flesh until bleeds somehow it seems that this pain relieves the twisted reality that I have witnessed and perceived then I realize everything has its hand down demanding its fees are paid through the toll I drive through It's my thoughts that are seemed cursed with a payment for the flashbacks that burst (are you not entertained) watching no popcorn life in reverse leave the stain In my mind constantly looping in rewind playing the scenes I saw many mistakes and all I made shivering up my spine down buried it under deeply it laid beauty facade under in my tundra, flourishing at the wonder an expense is frozen in time after time I feel the chills in my bone as the thaw won't resign the condensation drips, I'm traumatized by the cracks, they're chiseling on the in and the outside suffering prosecution of a crime, circumstantial, never mine evidence subjugated the scapegoat based on status third eye blind the web caught me fly I attempt to claw myself out of the bind my two scents changed, this makes no sense no matter how I arrange No matter what I do I can't change the scent of this lament Imagine being blamed meanwhile, I can't repent persecuted at the wrong place at the right time to stain filthy wipe smearing my freedom away I need my freedom to hand me more than my rights coercing false testimonies threaten perjury towards the supposed snipes Give me back my life, give me back my time, my children, my wife, my home the faded memories of who I was now muted, why am I paying that price sentenced to death how can I take the rap? the fuse is lit, combustion shall suffice |
You lying sumbitch fuck you
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@Master Rock On the fence with thus one. Mechanically, you were up and down. Flowed good in some spots, and felt really verbose in others. Topically, I feel like its a bit of a reach, and the last line was a half baked tie in. That said, the potential is there.
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