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soul?uest vs. Drama Queen
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Check in by Wednesday Pieces due by Friday Voting closes by Sunday Topic: Helping Hands * If you think that one of the pieces in this battle should go into the Pieces of Inspiration thread then please state which piece in your vote. * I remade this thread because I'm a dumbass. Both opponents are checked in...At least I moved the real thread into a closed section this time --- even if it wasn't ours. (Re-)Post your verse. |
Helping Hands A mysterious silhouette On the corner of the street Naked in the blistering cold Hidden in the dim dark A stranger by night Rags wrapped around his flesh Rotten teeth flashed In a smile While his heart bleeds Deep inside A loner by day He wanders, ponders and wonders On this wonderful planet That we are fucking up No more compassion or love Only hatred and egoïsm Can you blame him For wanting to be By himself Wherever you go There is no one No friendly words No helping hands You're on your own Always From the day you're born Till the day you die No matter how bad life gets, don't expect any helping hands To catch you or pick you up whenever you fall down...hard... |
sorry i couldnt get in here in time DQ. had a major tournament on another site and im in the semifinals. had a show last night. it was either use the time to write for my tourny piece or this one...sorry.
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Soul, you have until tomorrow to drop.
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early morning sunshine pierces
the gasps as the frozen interior of the apartment cages us… shivering in fear of being found out by her mother, i rest my eyes and hope that covers do just that if she enters the room. the knock comes, but not on the door… her hand falls from the bed and awakens the rest of her as it spills her midnight snack of milk and cookies. her bloodshot eyes turn to mine and we connect on more levels than just one. Sie habe blau Augen und kurzes, braun Haar. and i love running my fingers through it like playing in the sands of time. her lips reaching pleasantly to my face… begging for a kiss… planted and the seed of a sexual adventure grew, spreading down her chest and over her belly… kissing the pearl as she opens like new flower… Lesen sie Herz an kennt das sie ist mein. she caresses my head as these lips penetrate to her core… knowing her deeper than she can know herself sometimes, she pulls me into her aroma and lets me taste her passion. the dreams of this were much uglier, ive never believed in perfection until this morning. Ich habe nicht kommt mag diese in meine leben. its only because you helped me taste the truth of our love, smell the reality of this affair, and hear the perfection in the scared silence of your mid-morning household. thanks for the hand. [for interpretations of the german parts just ask, if you really wanna know, otherwise, just try to assume you might know and read it again...make your own ideas.] |
so there is a winner,
i vote drama queen purely because i enjoyed her piece a lot more, i think she addressed the topic given a little better and her piece to me had the more emotion and feeling to it. both flowed well and all, i liked the whole incorporation of the german parts on soul?uest's piece, but i think that his lacked a little, and to me it seems rushed. in my opinion soul?uest's piece just has the feel that it was only done to avoid a no-show and i think it cud've been better. props cuz it was still an aight piece, but i just felt that drama queen's drop had a bit more depth to it, and didn't seem as bland. V/ - Drama Queen This Battle Is Closed. |
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