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Join Date: Aug 2014
Location: CRUMPETVILLE
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"Regression" (2003)
Browsed through my wordpad shit and found this keyed story from last year. Enjoy. Laying in my deathbed, praying God-to-give… Solutions when cancer strikes… & knocks your odds-to-live I hate my prov-I-dence, the world, I can’t take it no more Popped some pills then felt the coldness of the floor Wanted to slip into a long slumber I tried calling it quits but dialed the wrong number Then God picked up on the other, other of lines Asked for my hospital room number & sent a brother of mine Bringin a pitcher of water like everything’ll be fine when I drink I was already dead, so I didn’t care what he had in the shit He forewarned “You suffered all your life now He’s giving it back… …Your dreams were shattered to pieces & now you’ll be living intact” “But” he says “This is the fountain of youth & u gotta sip it with time… Resin, you gotta wait and wait… you gotta stay sicker in nine” Nine days? Aight, so I took his blessing and laid Thinking I could withstand the final threshold of pain So I agreed… and when he left I took the news see And downed the pitcher quicker than a baseball groupie A day later… a month after doc said the cancer spread too much I was up dancing all over with the nurses on the bed and such Released that night… I was wrinkle free Docs at awe… throwing med books out for mythology Came home, gotdamn, I was young again Who knew praying hard had so much luck in em Next day, gained hair back, looks flare at it’s best But twelve hours later I was losing hair on my chest WHAT IN THE… am I growing smaller? 6 foot 3 to 4 foot 7 … can I still be a baller? Maybe I was being delusional… did I lose my ration? Now saliva’s running down my lip in marathon fashion Fell asleep then woke up feeling a little soiled I just pissed on myself, I couldn’t help my urge to void I was starving but couldn’t get up Did my cancer come back? Or did my back just let up? Man, I don’t know what’s happening Three days ago I was dead and now I’m laughing and… Craving for milk, but my hands didn’t feel stronger using Lemme get this in writing before I can no longer do it Dada goo goo ah ooo atch oh nit Damn, I knew I shouldn’t have drank so quick Hard breathing by myself, am I turning anemic? Sat myself next to a mirror and saw myself turn to a fetus.
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- Netcees Rebuttal Tourney - Art of Writing League (x 4) - AOWL Season 11 Champion (Undefeated Season) |
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