Week 2: Cereal_Killa (1-0) vs. patrown (1-0) \\ patrown wins 6-0

Cereal_Killa · 03-07-2014, 02:01 PM

Topic: Who needs peace when you can profit from being right?

Consume Me

..

Formed from a chariot that charitable Friar Tuck wouldn’t trust me
Trust me amongst mice and men, Disney’s brush couldn’t touch me
Fuck me, if I cut-cut the axis of the polar balance it would adjust me
Just me standing adjacent before a lobotomy like stasis - THRUSTING
If you couldn’t profit from pretty and human combustion
It’d be some then

Come on now
No one hates UGLY

..

In a castle made of sand and stone; bone now paths the road
For monogamy and a metallic taste of polygamy are on show
It’s simple, as a dominant king if your structure is embossed with
An optical illusion so polished your colleagues become hostage
Other gold leaf Apostles pay homage from just a mere promise
Nostalgia through phallic fossils, fuelled off the basis of “what if’s”
My two wives and I smoke Paythia Gases from the Ottomon War
Combining chemical compounds of French camphor with cats claw
Stock standard opium, sodium and Nazi Black henbane for taste
All other miscellaneous grains just reflect the past of our imperfect escape
..
I am in a cocoon
Split between a third and forth gender on a binary test
My pelvis is ample as if I was trampled n’ quietly set
Sizeably spread, yet with a desirable abdomen strength
Divine, divine like I defined divinity itself in my steps
From dusk to dawn I have wept with my two wives
As the population of puppets scurry in whirlwinds of white
Dancing to death in these Egyptian streets of surprise
Violently rioting for what lies beneath these sheets I supply
Clean air, renewable fuel and pollution in one critical serge
I merge n’ I sift through a constant drizzle of spit n’ burns
Daily!
But today it does not faze me as I’ve been earth by a noble thirst
One real turn of worth, my first wife is having our miracle birth
She pushes and heaves, nursed by decree
Her breath; A hearse of purpose hauling black outs of grief
She breathes
{Uaahhh}
1,2
{A Baby’s scream}
Amongst the waiting halls, I move as the day breaks free
Pacing with a defective urethra which still passed seeds
I believe I have now found GOD
Catching my last tear on my finger tip fading through my skin
Glazed from an after tone of darkness by a sedated physician
“You’re child died” rattles like a marble shattered in an auditorium
From poor medical policies and a rorted auditing system
Pausing, with a human colony of fire flies swan-diving around me
I fall to the floor lacerated by these rioters whom flood my boundaries

Cowards! You pounded this fucken globe with no relevant rapport
Well I will force feed you enema’s ‘til you feel a real declaration of war

I stand tall;
Clutch the closest neck, n’ splash skull into liquid air
Wipe the blood from my nose and off of my diamond mohair
I merge as a true dictator, set with a heretic’s residue in my beard
If starvation and euthanasia is their big concern
It just got prepared
..

To Be Continued..

03-07-2014, 02:01 PM	#3
Cereal_Killa Licking Lily's.. Join Date: Mar 2013 Posts: 706 Battle Record: 11-6 Champed - Art of Writing League Rep Power: 3565733	Topic: Who needs peace when you can profit from being right? Consume Me .. Formed from a chariot that charitable Friar Tuck wouldn’t trust me Trust me amongst mice and men, Disney’s brush couldn’t touch me Fuck me, if I cut-cut the axis of the polar balance it would adjust me Just me standing adjacent before a lobotomy like stasis - THRUSTING If you couldn’t profit from pretty and human combustion It’d be some then Come on now No one hates UGLY .. In a castle made of sand and stone; bone now paths the road For monogamy and a metallic taste of polygamy are on show It’s simple, as a dominant king if your structure is embossed with An optical illusion so polished your colleagues become hostage Other gold leaf Apostles pay homage from just a mere promise Nostalgia through phallic fossils, fuelled off the basis of “what if’s” My two wives and I smoke Paythia Gases from the Ottomon War Combining chemical compounds of French camphor with cats claw Stock standard opium, sodium and Nazi Black henbane for taste All other miscellaneous grains just reflect the past of our imperfect escape .. I am in a cocoon Split between a third and forth gender on a binary test My pelvis is ample as if I was trampled n’ quietly set Sizeably spread, yet with a desirable abdomen strength Divine, divine like I defined divinity itself in my steps From dusk to dawn I have wept with my two wives As the population of puppets scurry in whirlwinds of white Dancing to death in these Egyptian streets of surprise Violently rioting for what lies beneath these sheets I supply Clean air, renewable fuel and pollution in one critical serge I merge n’ I sift through a constant drizzle of spit n’ burns Daily! But today it does not faze me as I’ve been earth by a noble thirst One real turn of worth, my first wife is having our miracle birth She pushes and heaves, nursed by decree Her breath; A hearse of purpose hauling black outs of grief She breathes {Uaahhh} 1,2 {A Baby’s scream} Amongst the waiting halls, I move as the day breaks free Pacing with a defective urethra which still passed seeds I believe I have now found GOD Catching my last tear on my finger tip fading through my skin Glazed from an after tone of darkness by a sedated physician “You’re child died” rattles like a marble shattered in an auditorium From poor medical policies and a rorted auditing system Pausing, with a human colony of fire flies swan-diving around me I fall to the floor lacerated by these rioters whom flood my boundaries Cowards! You pounded this fucken globe with no relevant rapport Well I will force feed you enema’s ‘til you feel a real declaration of war I stand tall; Clutch the closest neck, n’ splash skull into liquid air Wipe the blood from my nose and off of my diamond mohair I merge as a true dictator, set with a heretic’s residue in my beard If starvation and euthanasia is their big concern It just got prepared .. To Be Continued.. __________________ You think YOU'RE sick I shit cough drops ..