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Odi et Amo
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Drama Queen vs Mentalz
IP: B16B 0FE9
Battle Rules:
16 - 40 Lines No Crew Votes No Recycling No Biting No Hate or D/R Votes Topic: Seeing is Believing Minimum posts to vote: 200 Check in by: 10-26-05 at 12:51 PM Must drop verse in 4320 minutes after check in. |
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... I guess if seeing is believing, I want to be a blind skeptic ... ... A step behind the benign with a craving for the hectic ... However reckless, this train of thought is doomed to spoil ... Groomed with broken brooms that loom on the blue moon's soil. I've always been in the recycling bin in terms of choice & pick ... Sick with desire but never determined enough for that chick. ... I stumble for clues to rues backed up like the 5 O'clock traffic ... Yet I remain active; I'm only staticly passive to the average fanatic. ... Be that as it may, I met a woman of incredable traits that I relish ... I embellished her decencies & proceeded to persuading in meeting me Saturday morning, as the long hand spans from half past 11 an' hits 12 I shelf the frigid nonchalant emergence of her body's convergence & delve. ... Finally I get insight to the night that is my soul, forever in ripples ... As her elegant body's embraced whole heartedly from hips to nipples ... I'd have to see it to believe it, but now I have and so I do ... I'm finally beaten by the demon's existing within me, that were you. ... The Absract ways played a-part as sure as opposites attract ... My integrity attacked, left to shambles w/ her understanding shade My undermianing gaze held up the barrage of her unyeilding shielding As if I could kill time without injuring eternity, agitated by my shrill reeling.
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Seeing is Believing
A mere gust of wind lets her golden locks playfully dance Getting lost in a trance as they view kind of lovers' game No one knows its name but mystery draws their attention Not what she has to mention but the beauty she portrays How one woman amazes without realizing that she does Cause such a foolish fuss yet she is trapped by a demon Addicted to his semen, blinded by love or a luscious lust? Though escaping she must from devilish and burning hell She doesn't understand too well what's going on outside In Hitler alone she confides, how she remains too blind Now let's embark upon a journey inside her fragile mind As I walk through this gate of torture with trembling hands I hear their cruel commands, suddenly detect smell of fear For there's no savior here that will lead them to being free Scarred faces is all I see but I cannot believe he did this That he caused this abyss when to me, he's a sweet man That is unaware how this all began, he must regret it now Though I don’t know how he got this far in demonic game They may all look the same but in reality they are diverse Put under a curse that is sent out by this ruthless leader Who can read her like no other man has ever done before In the midst of this dark décor, I start to see blunt truth Children losing their youth, Jews crammed in brick walls The Eagle calls though all I want right now is to run away I used to obey blindly but not anymore, I was such a fool I never believed that he was cruel but inside this prison Where many fell and few have risen I see his true face Heart filled with disgrace, I turn around to abruptly elude From this devil’s food, I escape to my safe little home There she stands, blond angel, who would ever fear her? No one but herself as she angrily stares into the mirror Naked…only covered with terrible sin she was a part of All she wants is to start over, the new life to start above Throwing off her blunders, becoming one with the glass Alas, this sinful life apparently doesn’t want to surpass She lays trembling, the dark red blood flowing out of her Until The Eagle returns to the Nest to make her transfer From this life to another, sent out to never return again She never believed them until she saw his true identity Let me clarify: I'm talking about Eva Braun, Hitler's lover who didn't believe the stories that circulated about Hitler until she saw a concentration camp for herself.
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