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Winter Topical II: Round One
SUMMARY OF RULES: Verses are due JAN. 11th MONDAY at 9 P.M. Pacific/West Coast or MONDAY 11:59 PM Eastern / 6:00 AM TUESDAY JAN. 12th Central European/London There are NO extensions. Verses MUST be a minimum 10 lines or a maximum of 48 lines (or 650 words). Votes are due Thursday at 4:00 p.m. Western / or Thursday 7:00 PM Eastern / 1:00 AM Friday Central European/London Failure to vote will result in NEGATIVE VOTES if you advance to the next round. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? You can technically start a match down three votes by failing to log a single vote the previous week. so.... All competitors must vote on THREE battles Read the full rules here! Topic: ![]() gluck @Cimmerian @fraze
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I'm tryna fuck like A-don-is TUPAC SHAKUR Last edited by Adonis; 01-02-2016 at 02:59 PM. |
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![]() ![]() 6.12.94 Twelfth of June. I can still smell her perfume Listening—bacon sizzling—morning cartoons These technicolor memories adorning my room— While the rain is pouring, this mourning's for you The warm squeezes—melted me—grilled cheeses The borders we worked around—puzzle pieces Picture perfect—every day that the Earth twists Flowers in the garden, calling me your Orchid She could thread a needle in a blink of an eye The same speed disease unraveled her mind "In God's hands," but God damn, hers were all mine— Those wrinkles and lines, reading a Wrinkle in Time Art is from the heart, you said, bled so our eyes can see Poems at the park, keys of ebony and ivory Art is from the heart—bled so my eyes can see This dear diary, my LeeLee is still alive in me. Last edited by Cimmerian; 01-04-2016 at 11:17 PM. |
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