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AOWL Season X WEEK FIVE
Verse Due: TUESDAY APRIL 26TH @ 11:59PM EST @Master Rock @Blue Bayou Line min: 10 Max: 60 Rules: http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=150311 This week’s topics are song titles by my favorite band, The Wonder Years. Topic: “I DON’T LIKE WHO I WAS THEN” GOOD LUCK Last edited by Adverse; 04-22-2022 at 08:50 AM. |
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Fred be Savage!
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Distantly gone are the days to where I once lamented upon the pain
where I placed my worth on others to sustain the beatings of confusion strolling down memory lane while I'm scooping up the discovery of concepts that I couldn't fully explain or maintain the art of conversation, yet it struck me as quite the intriguing game while jealously poked out its head and envy bled through each moment and I couldn't perceive the stain I saw the joy of others and sledgehammered their frame stomped on butterflies because the responsibility had to die reflected in a puddle and a monster stared me dead in the eye yesterday didn't know how friends should play destruction and mischief burned it down, dumb played... with fire unaware of its effects towards the home, the trailblazed and set I can't justify my stance but childhood trauma is a like a slave trapped in a cage while being forced to dance with the devil disheveled while depraved I hate how I was conditioned, the flashes are back to the past where it was never commissioned so I had to pull myself out of my own hell to understand my automated decisions on my path to growing up, I looked down at my faults lines through self-mastery and murdered the habits addicted to self control the lack of discipline I had it I'm not who I once was before but I still hear the demons and angels clashing their weapons at war it all began when I noticed my actions and I question what for? on top of that I was left scratching my head asking who am I? reflecting on why the pain will not subside so I pry open my skull to analyze my engine contrived illuminated by the conclusion on how I arrived
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low tide in serotonin bay
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I mean this was clearly rushed in at the last second for the easy NS win but it seems like every time you drop there are outlines of gems in even your most rushed work. Cool visuals here and even though the rhyme scheme was kind of generic throughout, you didn’t take too many chances (nor did you have to) you were still able to paint vivid pictures. My critique for you is the same as it is any week, you’re going to have to find time to slow down and flesh out your work if you’re going to beat any of these top tier writers, but the greatness is there, and I believe you could write with the best of them on any given day.
My favorite segments were “ I saw the joy of others and sledgehammered their frame stomped on butterflies because the responsibility had to die reflected in a puddle and a monster stared me dead in the eye” “ addicted to self control the lack of discipline I had it I'm not who I once was before but I still hear the demons and angels clashing their weapons at war” Striking visuals and a dope meaning. Thanks for showing up |
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