"How I Get Away"
 

From reality, when it's time to escape.
I sit with the pen, turn a clean page.
Wade through streams of thoughts, release heart felt anger and rage.
At night lay down my head, dream of lighting up a stage.
Forever, I walk this lyrical battlefield.
A huge heart, through msy veins pumping lyrical skill.
Just another page in my rhyme book.
A vivid dream for my mind to look.
This is how i get away, get issues off my chest.
Notebook, a pen, rhymes, and dreams.
That's what fuels my flames to gleam.

ii made a thread for you idiot...
its not that complicated.
post in the thread i made you and wirte about your topic.
holy shit your dumb.

thats hilarious-------
He must feel really stupid now.....

The thread was re-opened so people could comment on the piece...

...not so they could compound the mistake (no matter how stupid it may or may not have been) he had made.....