phrantik vs Mad Man
10 lines min. 20 max
due: Thursday (get intouch with me if that wont work for your schedule. we will work it out. Also if you have problems with topics reach me. Topic: Gravestones |
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Good Luck Mad Man. |
Wow, why doesn't someone bend me over backwards and stick a dildo in my ass.
Let me guess, I'm the bottom seed, and he's the top. *sigh*I hate my life *sigh* Checkin' In |
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LOL.. Gravestones....damn nice topic...ill watch this one for sure.... who's gonna win??? I have no idea hehehe... just wanna say good luck! |
Yo, if you don't mind, I won't be able to post until Friday, I got a concert at my school both tomarrow and Thursday night, and I don't wanna drop a weak keystyle, tiK, I could use this one :D
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sounds good. Friday is set for Mad Man phrantik is still for thursday--
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haha my verse is done and dope.
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phrantik i have high expectations for what im about to see.
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goodluck to both of you i am watching this one
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Gravestones... A tribute to the forgotten
A thousand heads stand erect in the dirt Symbolizing the tortured souls I had hurt There voices only speak in monotonous tone And their faces fall apart like eroding stone Each head a memory, expression of deeds The fruit that has grown from my evil seeds Tributes of Flowers get laid beneath the heads To praise, give thanks to all those dead But I bring rotten dead roses that wilt To let them remember it’s them I had killed Their blood I had spilled, their lives I had stole And it was me that left them dead in a hole Forgotten by family shut out by their friends It was I who brought existence to ends Years of denial have left corpses gone rotten And gravesotones to pay tribute to the forgotten |
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keep this to your self mad man thats way too much material against you i hope noone else reads that and then |
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:eek: speechless |
dope verse
mad, your up |
mad come on man better see something when i wake up---
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I walk through the Graveyard with flowers in my hand
It feels like the millionth time I've walked through this land And the trek that I make is one full of sorrow Everytime I make it, I wish there was no tomarrow And then I arrive at that lonely grave The name reads: Jill Emma Redave Born 1986 Died 2003 "The loveliest girl that ever would be." See her parents truly loved her with all of their heart But I loved her more that with her I still can't part See I can still recall my desire And every revery I have is on fire See everytime we met, in my heart there was a burning Because every night we spent together was the heat of yearning And I can't take not ever seeing her again And I pulled out what would let me see her in heaven And on her cross, I boar Christ's position in which he died Blood flowed from my head from where I lied This loss was something that I couldn't get over on my own And next to her I got my own Gravestone... |
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