Week 1: Eviction vs MMLP MMLP WINS

Eviction · 11-13-2020, 11:09 PM

I know I’m going to die one day, I can already see the wheels in motion.
real emotion, that's locked up like a package, that was sealed and frozen.
Hiding behind the mask, haunted by the demon’s that are still approaching.
The veil was broken, even in this picture as a boy, I kneel when loathing.
Like this sand castle, who’s going to be there when I lose my balance.
I wanted to grow up, be careful what you’re wishing for; I knew the challenge.
You can either go far or get buried in the quicksand if you use your talent…
In this money driven world that’s non existent, all they can do is count it.
This mask keeps me from the real world, I’m not trying to avoid sickness.
I’m trying to lock myself away from the disaster, before I’m destroyed in it.
I know time is running out on the hourglass, I used to play in the same sand.
Dreams of being a pilot turned into a nightmare, when I saw that plane land.
I was just a kid living out a fantasy, I didn’t know about the pollution in the air.
Vapor leaving the population in despair, too young to offer a solution to repair.
I was too young for most things, too young to vision my family in a casket.
If I take this seashell to show and tell, it’ll probably make my entire class sick.
Keep it together, stay strong, maybe I’ll find a foundation that’s still standing.
I’m like the home that burned to the ground, recovering from real damage.
When it comes to rebuilding, you must understand it’s harder than it looks.
How can u keep a structure from corruption, if u have to guard it from crooks.
Life lessons can’t be learned from books, they can be earned after your vanity.
Reality turns into a cold story, how can you get through the chapters of kalamity.
Raptured from sanity, my mind has deteriorated and there’s no coming back.
I was told to face the cruel world head on, I’ll always choose to run from facts.
Escape To the past, when problems were masked, and hidden under the surface.
As an innocent boy I didn’t have a care in the world, or have to wonder my purpose.
This mask was the only cure, as I got older I became more vulnerable to the toxin.
Swallowed poison from the sludge, the coffin is the only way you can stop it.
I was afraid of everything, darkness felt like scorpions crawling inside my skin.
I’m kind of like this sand castle, you’ll see me blow away after the slightest wind.

11-13-2020, 11:09 PM	#5
Eviction Detained Join Date: Oct 2020 Posts: 1,838 Battle Record: 16-11 Rep Power: 0	I know I’m going to die one day, I can already see the wheels in motion. real emotion, that's locked up like a package, that was sealed and frozen. Hiding behind the mask, haunted by the demon’s that are still approaching. The veil was broken, even in this picture as a boy, I kneel when loathing. Like this sand castle, who’s going to be there when I lose my balance. I wanted to grow up, be careful what you’re wishing for; I knew the challenge. You can either go far or get buried in the quicksand if you use your talent… In this money driven world that’s non existent, all they can do is count it. This mask keeps me from the real world, I’m not trying to avoid sickness. I’m trying to lock myself away from the disaster, before I’m destroyed in it. I know time is running out on the hourglass, I used to play in the same sand. Dreams of being a pilot turned into a nightmare, when I saw that plane land. I was just a kid living out a fantasy, I didn’t know about the pollution in the air. Vapor leaving the population in despair, too young to offer a solution to repair. I was too young for most things, too young to vision my family in a casket. If I take this seashell to show and tell, it’ll probably make my entire class sick. Keep it together, stay strong, maybe I’ll find a foundation that’s still standing. I’m like the home that burned to the ground, recovering from real damage. When it comes to rebuilding, you must understand it’s harder than it looks. How can u keep a structure from corruption, if u have to guard it from crooks. Life lessons can’t be learned from books, they can be earned after your vanity. Reality turns into a cold story, how can you get through the chapters of kalamity. Raptured from sanity, my mind has deteriorated and there’s no coming back. I was told to face the cruel world head on, I’ll always choose to run from facts. Escape To the past, when problems were masked, and hidden under the surface. As an innocent boy I didn’t have a care in the world, or have to wonder my purpose. This mask was the only cure, as I got older I became more vulnerable to the toxin. Swallowed poison from the sludge, the coffin is the only way you can stop it. I was afraid of everything, darkness felt like scorpions crawling inside my skin. I’m kind of like this sand castle, you’ll see me blow away after the slightest wind.