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02-26-05, 12:53 PM
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#1
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..::shut the fuck up::..
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to my (bastard parents)
IP:
yo im feeling confuzed being constantly abused I want the truth but instead I get the old news always seem to lose in all the battles I make your words make me angry but it's okay I can take how would you feel if you were always ignored with pain of misory left on ya lonesome bord it's just to much pressure everythings complicated my souls gone and I can't get away from bein hated Im sick of washing dishes im sick of nagging bitches nothing seems to be fair you wanna give me sickness my house is a fuckin shed and I sleep in a dark room then try to forget about things wake up in the afternoon then in the morning I feel like shit again same wid the pain with your constant bull shit your making me go insane it's the same old story talking about me gettin a job when I already got one when my step dads there talking shit to mum when the dumb bastards a slob he don't even have a real job I don't wanna be like them they keep pushing shit on me makin things a bigger problem leaving me nothing to do so I sit at home watching tv and get so mad about things I vibe to my favourite cd I feel like killing my family for what they've done they've damaged me I am my mothers worse son well bitch I don't give a fuck cause im'a go run then get away from here some place wid the sun im done education seems to be stressing me out everyones testing me out and pissing me off around im not gonna be like you im going to be myself to the rest of you bitches i'll see you in hell because you wasn't there bitch when I fell you might aswell drop me off somewhere to sell cause you don't care about me all ya do is doubt me I wanna make the score even get everything equally |
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02-28-05, 09:45 AM
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Obscure Intelligence
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IP:
not bad man i got some thing to go with this and im a drop it in a few mins man but that shit is fuckin tight a 8.5/10
The faint sound of a slap travels throughout his home As he prepares himself for yet another day all alone Trapped inside of this cage, his parents barely acknowledge him No knowledge of the real world, his parents path is what hes following Props himself up, seated on his stain covered carpet Drug abusing father so his mind is cluttered wit garbage Only 3 rooms in his house living room, bath room, and kitchen Only educated on 3 things poverty, drugs, and sinning Groggy eyed he looks in the mirror and recognizes only a simple Child abused kid with no hope or potential Turns knob on the faucet a brown substance is released Deceased rodents on the floor avoids contact with his feet Strolls sluggishly in the kitchen his stomach is growling loudly Surrounded by parents howling, hes ducking fist fling cowardly Skips his meal to go in his room so hes not to be disturbed From scribbling words, this is his feeling like a bird This is his feeling form reality the soothing of his mind Describing his life while jotting down a few sentences that rhyme Doubts all his ability, could he make it on his own? But still the only answer he gets is. HARDLY
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Last edited by Social.Outsyder : 02-28-05 at 10:00 AM. |
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02-28-05, 11:47 AM
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Banned: Cheating
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IP:
yeah effect it was real i like da emotion in diz & i got a chance 2 check out how ur really feeling bout dem at diz particular time overall 9.5/10 good work keep it up
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