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Razor-thin derision
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 4,422
Battle Record: 40-25
Accomplishments - OM HOF
Champed - Fight Night LIV
- Gimmick Battle League (2x)
- Write Week II
- Art of Writing League
- Storytelling And Topical Invitational Tournament
- STI
- Haiku Writer Challenge
- GWL Picture Challenge(2x)
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Effing sick.
but cradle your breath! there's hope if you can make the connection - that there's zen in the helplessness beneath the weight of oppression ^Greetings, Yoda. troubled kid, nowhere to fit, this ocean was my sedative sanctuary for the ill at ease, my private leper settlement. ^Impacting. the problem is I got more ideas than minutes more ambitions to begin than I have reasons to finish more horizons to explore than I have means to their limits ^Third line is very relatable. You killed it with the whole last stanza. I feel like going to the beach now. Keep doing you |
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