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Topic...
Friendly fire

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hmm...this could be an interesting topic.
checkin in here. check check checkity check check check.
"nothing is what it seems"

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis

check in this...................................
one of my topics too.............cool
this should be good....dunno when i'm gonna
drop but it'll b on
time

[b]the Friendly Fire
a couple years back, me and my buddies went out camping.
they all got trashed and went to crash for some revamping,
and I sat all alone beside the dying remenants of a bon fire,
I chugged down the last of my beer and was about to retire,
when I heard a small voice, almost at the bottom of my skull,
it spoke of hate and hardship,H2O and dirt that made it dull,
I turned slowly, and saw the flames licking high into the air,
destruction at it's finest; the power to unmake seeming fair,
each word that pulsed at me made their heat and light grow,
the fire speaking to me, telling me a thousand stories of woe,

*the flames speak*
I was a small spark, burnng tobacco to the mouth,
carried through a forest; the man was headed south,
I was flicked away, and oxygen called to me like life,
the next thing I knew, I ignited, I was a red hot knife,
ripping through the forest, killing anything in my way,
and the ground there remains dead black to this day.

Another day, another place, I was controlled in a hearth,
light and heat for a family; they watched Wayne and Garth,
the kids wouldn't shut up, and their father was getting mad,
and their nattering continued, until things finally got bad,
Dad snapped, he stood and started beating on his children,
Mom tried to stop him, she looked like she would kill him,
but he pushed her into me, she wailed and cried in agony,
but I couldn't resist, her flesh just wouldn't stop feeding me,
she got up and tried to extinguish the flames. I was spread,
around the room, trapping the family. now they're all dead.
I burned every one to a crisp, their remains now lay at peace,
life goes on, this proved to me that I'm an untamable beast.

I've killed every kind of animal that resides on this Earth,
I've plagued nations, I've taught cooks what they're worth.
I've destryoed and created, I've helped major discoveries,
I've made;so many things wouldn't exist if it weren't for me,
I've got the power to destroy you as I speak you right now,
I've got the heat of sun, and I've got the strength of a plow,
I've got a fear of Water,and I passionately lust for the wind,
I've mudered brutally, but I never ever feel like I have sinned,
I've got a belief in God, I am as human as anyone you've met,
I've loved, and I've hated, and I've felt guilt and I've died too,
I've been born, I've gotten men high, and I've injured you.

*back to me*
The fire began to get angry with me for not undertanding,
constantly yelled louder; I didn't get what he was demanding,
for me to see that he was human? how could that be true?
it was true simply because fire has feelings like me and you,
each life it takes, each meal it makes, each time it heats hands,
when it connects with its love, air, it respectfully stands,
but nobody sees this,it's just an object for our amusement,
the last words exited my head;I thought on how we abuse it.
I went to sleep that night, thinking it had just been a fake,
perhaps the booze got to me, it had been a huge mistake,
how it reeked of destruction and evil animosity and strife,
my eyes closed, and I dreamt of being a burning light of life.

moral: things are not what they seem

I tried to twist this around a bit....I don't know how well it worked ...maybe I just should've used something about war and friendly fire.....
anyway, I was bored, so I dropped early.
Peace

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis

mother fucker ...........i'm gonna have to write a novel after that^
nice drop anyway.....i'll try to get mine in early so the votes can start sooner
either 2moro or monday

lmao, sorry, I just have a tendency to make long drops....
I screwed up a couple times...made a line without a rhyme and such...
I'm lookin forward to yours
Peace

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis

I'm a high up executive working for a company

another day workin in my office with many years under my belt
a knock on the door.....as soon as i saw her she made my heart melt
a new employee....she entered and we shook hands
'my names Rachel'.....speechless i gazed at her face so tanned
sorry.....'my names Jack' i replied as my chest pounded with lust
transfixed to her as she emitted sexual waves.......like she was covered in radioactive dust
mind interupted.....'i'll be workin right next to you while i'm here'
'great....i look forward to helpin u out....any problems u know i'm near'
she left gracefully shutting the door...high heeled and shimmering legs
a dazzling smile to suit she left her mark...work would no longer be a dread
over the next few days i helped her settle in....we quickly bonded
rapid friends...words on the phone constantly corresponded
what flamed my desires i just couldn't put my hand on it
even though i desperately wanted to.....restraining from scoring a base hit
week by week time passed by.....fueled by my brains occupation
rachel had tatood herself into my mind...burning her name induced by flirtation
she became my closest friend....in and out of work
but she was mystifying simultaneaously....perhaps darkly hidden secrets lurk
gradually her trust in me overspilled and she told me of her past
she'd left her abusive husband now she felt i was her aid...helping her over come fears now surpassed
at work my increased effort helped me improve turnover for the company
after praise from my boss....i hugged rachel and thanked her for what she'd done to me
life never seemed so good and she even got a promotion
climbing up the ladder....that night we both shared our emotion
we both stayed last at work that night...floodgates of attraction smothering each other
on the large wooden desk....we evolved from friend into lover
after that night....we just became closer and closer....her personality was magnetic
a fatal attraction?....beneath the surface what loomed was over shadowed by her aesthetic
as time passed people noticed we had become more than work mates
my male colleagues joked how did i manage to get a woman of such fine taste
but even after all this time together i hadn't been to her home
but secrets can't be kept forever...what i heard next day crashed into my dome...rabbit caught in headlights....from seeds of evil which had been sewn
typing on my PC my keyboard drowned out the doors opening noise
a sealed letter placed on my desk......Mr. J . Grant it read
turning round a figure slinked away through the glass partition...who i couldnt see
i ripped the envelope open.....and eyes darted across the page
from a happy existence my mental state turned to rage.......

'U have been terminated from your position as executive manager effective immediately'

shock paralysed my existence.... motionless the chair engulfed my being
signed Rachel Thomson surely sight was deceiving....i can't believe what i'm seeing
my world imploded....i had just been a tool to aid her climbing ambition
beyond words.....a night mare thrust upon me reality distorted beyond recognition
she had scorched my heart so badly.....it had turned to charcoal so black
my flame extinguished turned to ashes....an emotional heart attack
the flame of life ignited and smothered....burns so deep desolated in a mire
she befriended me.......now i was receiving a FRIENDLY FIRE

fuck, impressive battle, fuck i had to get a meal between reading that shit. ill vote once i got 100 posts

nice piece g.
the scariest thing ever is that my dad's name is Mr. J. Grant, except that it's John, not Jack.
thats wicked. let's see some votes people
Peace

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis

dammit
uppin
"as long as we keep our spirit inspired she can bite her bottom lip all she wants"
^^^^

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis

im going to have to go with fgee on this one

both verses were killer. loved the complexity of both...

but fgee'z was sjust more insightful and flipped the subject...

Vote : Fgee

Fuck...That was amazing. Both of you came amazing. Truly amazing. Jesus Christ...Shit Shit Shit, I'm not sure who to vote for. Under came with sheer briliant creativity. fgee seemed to have a spark under his ass (no pun intended towards fire-spark), just moving him, pushing him.

Vote= fgee
Understatement is one of my favorite rappers, its known. But I'm going to go with fgee for this. It was a hard decision, but thats it. I think the verse's themselves both are about the same, both incredible. fgee, the underdog (well in my mind, cuz I know understatement, and I like his stuff) pushed and pushed, really trully tried hard (not that understatement didn't). Because the verse's tied in my mind, just the fact that fgee was the underdog, and he came through so strong, I'm going to have to give it to him.

Both did a great job, keep it up.

wouldn't mind some more votes in this battle
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