used a different style on this piece.....and it proves i can also be a poet!

http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=155802

..This is dedicated to my passion for text.....(stick with me)
..I Write Text, And Yes, Some May Just Ask ‘Why?’…So That You Understand And Comprehend My Reasoning, I’ll Give The Explanations My Best Try…

…Fuck It, I Know It’s Subject That Many Cannot Fathom…I Create This Fire As A Result Of My Burning Passion…Compassion…I Love Writing…I Love It In The Same Way that A Couple Could Love Fighting…
..You May Separate, Catch A Break, But You Will Come Back When You Start Missing…And When You Do Come Back To That It’s Like A Rush That Flushes Through Your Entire System…And When You Restart The Machine Its Hard To Cease The Fired Pistons...The Inspiration Just ‘Cries’ Emission…
..And When It’s ‘Colorful Tears’ Flood Out And Come Forth…The Burning Torch Inside Is Visualized By ‘Watercolors’ To Create A Bigger Picture You Love More…And What For? Satisfaction…Gratification Of Passion…
..A Feeling That’s Everlasting…Love Of An ‘Offspring’ Which You’ve Created…Makes You Elated…And No Matter What Criticisms You Hear About This ‘Child’ Of Yours, You Never Can Truly Hate It…You Won’t Stand To Let Fools Debase It…Just Because These Uninspired Fucks Just Cant Relate With…The Sweat And Blood, The Love That You’ve Used To Make It…Write It, Go Back, Erase It…Correct It, Replace It…Shit Has Gotta Fit, Be Perfect…Meticulous Wording…Ridiculous Hurting…Every Time One Tries To Cut Throug Your Base With Sharp Blurting…But The Feeling Of Pride That Rises From Stomach To Eyes Each Time You Receive A Compliment…From Those Who Understand When You Gotta ‘Vent’…And Know You Use The Writing…To Prevent The ‘Pressure’ Inside From ‘Rising’…Before It ‘Explodes’ Because Its Contained Inside Things…As Feeble As Human Linings…What It’s Like To Read And Believe That Someone Appreciates, Relates To Your Piece…So Fullfilled That You Have To Re-Read Every Comment They Make And Still It’s Hard To Conciece…The Heart Is Relieved…The Lonely Mind Finds Connection To Others Thoughts…No One Really Retires, Always Returns To Their Lovers Lost…Mind Teems And Ink Spills And Eyes Gleam And Keys Glow…You ‘Inhale’ Inspirational Dreams And ‘Breathe’ Flow…Verbal Descriptions Release Shows…And The Plays Acts All Come Together In Mental Theater…A Story That Spans Entire Lives Comes From You, Human Vessel, Creator…You Become A God Among Mortals And Peers…And There Are Strings Attached, But You Are The Puppeteer…

…Basically Text Is A ‘Rose,’ Can Be Beautiful, Painful, And Sweet Simultaneous…Cause ‘Warm’ Feelings That Help You ‘Weather’ The ‘Raniest’…Days You’ve Ever Faced, Escape This Home To Fallacy…A Place Where I create my Own Realities…


well let me have some feed.....uppin