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Tim (1-0) vs Miss Behaving (0-0)
Ok so it's week 2. You must drop a minumum of 16 lines and try and keep the amount of lines even ish.
If you are unsure about the rules then click here You MUST pick a topic a topic from the following list, and you can both do different topics. Good luck and drop dope. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Topics Cleansed by Fire In Anger... I am Truly Happy Shards of a Broken Mind These Shackes are my Freedom Hope is a Tattered Flag This Love is my Pain Of Dust and Air The King in Chains Tears, Idle Tears To Find God The Moons Shadow Risen to a New Low Does the Solder Bleed as much as me? |
ok this dude better show the fuck up!...im tired of no show HO'S!.....
my 3 choice breakdown. so you wont know which one ima do!. This love is my pain does the solder bleed as much as me( is it supposed to be soldier?!) The moons shadow. hey for the hell of it ima do 2 cus i love this weeks topics!. |
I thought Rush might no show so you're now against Miss Behaving. Good luck
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Checking in :thumbup:
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yea THANKS...ok
request a extention please.....my moms in the hosital car crash thats why so what ay say apo?1..can ya hook me up?!.. |
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Sure, would Sunday be ok? |
Enamoured Anguish
He lay in state, the state of death, or at least so close to it she quivvers knowing the moment draws near where she will lose him forever. Never more to see him fragile smile, as he'd try not to laugh when she'd miss an easy shot at pool, or, when she'd offer a giggle and spantanious kiss. Hanging to his life-sparce existence and her too weak to cut the rope and watch death drag him away silently, leaving her alone to cope. How far removed he seemd lying there, all she can do was blankly stare as his eyes would flicker like a cheap motel sign- but not sign he was aware. Left to bear the brunt of his accident, by his side til death do they part his lifeless state left her helpless and pale, as she wait for him to depart. Hung between worlds his frail soul lingered, coming, going, swaying she bore witness to his suffering, crying, hoping, praying. His broken body faltered and she felt his chest rise and fall, waiting for the rise again, in vain, no movement at all. Doctors and nurses rush in to bring him back for her once more she shook her head numbly, and slumbed down on the floor. Hung head, weeping into the pillow next to the empty shell of him, life-void, his suffering finally over, her heartache still continuing. |
uh no not sunday i have to request another day i dont have enough time for it man...and i dont wanna lose man from a no show so til tomorrow so be patient and trust it'll be worth the read so please 1 more day
Appo: Ok, I'll leave this battle open this week when I set up the new battles. Btw thanks for dropping Lizzy, I really appreciate it. |
This love is my pain. Paved to an extant of a life unclear as the vision of the mission is impaired to disappear life's not in the means for disgruntal games as the name is re-embersed to a bloody teared picture frame. the scent of rose dew melting onto the pot of broken dreams and hidden scenes that's left in the same slot drop!....my heart crawls and quivers as the emotion that is struck is the god thunder that shivers. tingles down my spine, bitten nails to quake as i impatiently collide with fear, my whole life begins to shake eye's color'd red wth detailed pastel black. as the point of this is, is to describe that there's no turning back captured in this image of lost love that i cant budge rushed off this lone cliff with no one to turn to with LOVE. as my emotions are stepped on literature strikes as the voice that is heard is faded away, as my every day turns from light with potion sight, blended with this potion might. i think that this fight, might patiently abide with god's given eternal life. so i finally budge with this serge of energy trust as i crutch my thoughts to clutch to the next gear of this love lust |
Pretty goode, pretty goode... I loved and enjoyed readin bothe peices.... Behaving was deep... after readin hers, I was like damn the comp gotta a lot to prove. But Alchemist came thru hard too. Miss B had great imagery, nice plot, and very reflective. Alch had complexed metaphors, and great use of verbage. Alchemist, kinda feel off at the end, while Miss B's stayed interesting all the way thru.... this coulda went either way, but overall I'mma have to say Miss B. winner- Miss Behaving
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i didnt even see this, wow.
no pm or nothing? good job running the league man. |
Tim..wins
its not my responsibilty 2 infrom u when your battle is U kno the check and drop dates.. Do i log on and post 4 u?...No Nuff said Tim (2-0) Rush Lingo (0-1) |
word. ok. yea miss sorry for you having to drop but....yours was nice to.
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