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Old 05-01-06, 04:44 PM   #1
Jae Keeps
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League verse from another site...

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Beat: Atmosphere - Sad Clown

I've been traversing this pot holed lost soul path,
I think I'll have the same luck those old fossils had,
I walk with a condom wrapped,
Round my gonzo past, to make sure it's safe to fuck with that,
Occasionally, I look in the mirror and see,
Two deep dark hazel doors open and peer into me,
And when it appears that I'm weak,
I disapear for the week, twisted, sippin' beers in defeat,
But when that mirror reappears, I feel hopeless,
Cuz no one dares enter those doors that are always open,

It's cold, it's so sick inside that house,
But most don't even enter to ever find that out,
Being a gentleman, I hold the door for my date,
But get turned away by the clutter that adorns my brain,
Not to mention the second hand smoke is intolerable,
And they hafta leave if they wanna powder their nose,
They see lust, overloaded, and blood by the ocean,
Love that was broken by slow, clumsy emotions,
A brain full of momentos, shame, and a pencil,
The rest of the place is plagued with wasted potential,
Lacerations and cuts, slashed by hatred and love,
Scar tissue a large issue, like my fascination with drugs,
The entire structure seems it would break with a breeze,
The house itself is strong, the foundation is weak,
It's grip with the ground slips, it's easy to lose,
The day it doesn't slip is the day I'm cleanin' my room,
So I'll make another trip through these thunderin' storms,
Fuck this shit, I'll make my way to somebody elses door,
I know I'll be accepted, just like I usually am,
They'll ask me to help, say they could use another hand,
And I'll arrange, sweep, and clean, with a grin on my face,
Revive the plants of love that have withered in shame,
I'll eat the plate of dinner that they'll offer to me,
Call it delicious, even though it's prolly awful to me,
As I leave, I'll wave, with a grin on my face,
Look back at their plants as they wither in shame,
It'll be another day, walking home, feet feelin' weak,
As I sprint through the cold, and leap through the weeds,
And I'll arrive, realize it's finally to easy to see,
That my doors are always open, even for me...

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