topic: secret pleasures

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:.Faceless.: has ACCEPTED this battle on 07-31-04 09:13 PM.

For$akeN has ACCEPTED this battle on 07-31-04 09:13 PM.

I love fictional writing........


July, 25th 1998,

I sit silently in my empty house alone no noise at all
but then a drop of a pen ruined the moment with a fall
how it dropped I don't know was that fate for a reason?
now a hobby...over the years it went to be a regular season
each year at the same exact time I sit in the same place
I abandoned my friends and my parents said I'm a digrace
they have no idea of the enjoyable pleasure I've been through
even after all the discrimination I knew what I had to do...

*Pushes chair into the hall...*

And I stay up throughout the entire night staring at the floor
the sight of it was highly odd and the spot I couldn't ignore
I quickly thought that there was completely nothing in the area
but I see a shadow coming out of the darkness I get hysteria
So I slowly turn my head around and I see nothing in sight
all I knew was that a ghostly spirit was nearby me tonight
I felt a pleasurable urge sneaking up by from what I do not know
something was crawling up my leg creeping to the place below...

*jumps up in fright but leg quickly stops...*

it was edging closer and closer and the spirit got clearer
to my surprise it was a woman and now I wouldn't fear her
She was beautiful and by that I knew she wasn't gonna hurt me
"she opened her mouth and said please help me become free"...
I had no idea what she wanted so I asked her what do you mean?
"free my wandering spirit...the story is I was killed as a teen
I couldn't help myself I couldn't find the heart to say never
"thank you kind man I swear to you I am in your debt forever"

*she leads me to the basement*

for what reason is she taking me here?... I look down in shock
there was a skeleton in a chest that I tried before to unlock
"please bury it in the backyard for that was my very last wish"
I bring it outside and held it not dropping it like it was a dish
grab a shovel from the shed and start to dig into the ground
it was big enough to fit it in, for that second I felt renowned...
"I thank you deeply from the bottom of my everlasting heart"
feelings emerged and from within...I asked her not to depart
but she said "no" oh now hurt I felt you can not experience
she also said "I have no choice this was not meant to offense"
so I said my my goodbyes tears dripping down from my eyes...
I'll let it be known she is my secret pleasure that I can't deny...

By day he worked, but at night he lurked outta sight
Seemed polite to talk to, but something wasn’t right
His eyes would ignite, running up and down bodies
Everybody always told their kids… “Don’t talk to bobby”

His upbringing was average, wasn’t beat, wasn’t savage
With no malice, and a choirboy on Sundays, he’d practice
Mondays he looked forward to school, even mathematics
And was emphatic about gaining and remaining successful
Never complaining or faking illness, so was put on a pedestal
His parents claiming bobby would be a doctor and settle…Down…
Making millions, gaining brilliance and curing ailments
And wouldn’t drown in the social paradox…never failing
In laymen’s he wouldn’t drift, start clowning, then drop out
They’d insist and were correct, became a scientist… no doubt
They were proud, but his mind defied this, with deep secrets
Cos he was sleepless, with wide eye lids… craving foetus
Well almost, cos underneath it, beneath his phenotype
Was a perverted genotype… hidden like the sun at night
Gazing in his dim light, within, a world of his insanity
It would excite him manically and sporadically he’d seek
He’d reap, but no one knew… cos he’d keep it deep
And as he grew so did his urges and surges of disgust
With his sickened lust, but… I cottoned to his way’s of play
The next day… I followed him. Got to know his routine
And like a fiend of mercy, I deemed myself the saviour
To stop this behaviour, of his dirty disgusting failure
“I hate ya” is what I said before I stabbed him in the head
Now he’s dead, im doing porridge… 20 years to acknowledge
Now he can’t forage, and what I saved makes it worth the time
Cos no more rape of kids equals, to me… Peace of mind

Voted For: For$akeN

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ForSaken: 6/10
Yours Was Good...Not Too Much of A Ryhme Scheme but Your Emotion Was Good. Nice Picture..But The Direction You Took Isn't That Original. Vocabulary Was Alright..But Nice Overall Drop.

Facless: 8/10
Nice Ryhme Scheme..Multis Were Hot..and Your Point Of View and Direction With Your Verse Was Nice. Good Use Of Words and A Nice Vocabulary. Good Drop Here...Hot Shyt.

Vote - Facless

Nice Battle To Both!

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