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Is violence all that I know
bred to fight and follow the flow
till the blue and red lights they shine their glow
and I feel trapped by the angers growth.

boxing gloves pulled on from the day I could walk
fighting gravity before I could talk
The devil in me
my father could see
nurtured to grow till my heart was its home
Accolades of strength only postponed
tears that streamed down when I was alone
forced to fight my flesh and blood
not the way you'd teach that brotherly love
till the only time, that you feel whole
is when fist meet teeth and pain is your goal

Is violence all that I know
bred to fight and follow the flow
till the blue and red lights they shine their glow
and I feel trapped by the angers growth.

Years rolled by and hate was honed
razor sharp blades that cut to the bone
a carbon copied arrogant clone
he with all the sin still casting stones
 
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He's So Butt Hurt


He's so butt hurt
He's so butt
Fucking
Hurt
Rawr! Meow
Me and my gal pals
We really gave it to him good

He's so butt hurt
He's so butt
Fucking
Hurt
Yeah, more than ever
Likely to never see him around this hood again

Similar to Chernobyl way back when
Entering this quarantined zone
Now takes its toll
Dumbass
You've got mail to open
Check your smartphone
I'm taken it mobile
Next
Text message for you?
Mess with my friends
Vice versa
You fuck with me
Anyway you slice it
This ends badly for you
In humiliation
The level of which all depends
On my generosity
Oblivious
Obviously
You don't know a fucking thing about me
Syndrome you seem to be suffering
You're in my yard
Outside my home
I run the show here
And for you
This area is toxic
Shock jock
You're certainly not
The cock of the walk
Compared to this
Ballistic chick
In chic haute couture
Yeah, Prick
Better check the dictionary
That's fancy French talk for,
Hot cooter
Aw, that's cute and all
You wanting to pick me up
Riding your Vespa scooter
Doing laps around the mall
Time to be on your way
Not a chance in Hell any day
The Treat in these panties
You'll never Trick
Face the music
You can't touch this
Not with even with Ryan Gosling's dick!

Gag me

Sick!

He's so butt hurt
He's so butt
Fucking
Hurt
O-M-G
Can you imagine what I see?
The priceless look on his face

He's so butt hurt
He's so butt
Fucking
Hurt
Yeah, more than ever
Likely to never see him around this place anymore

Think of all the cred you won't score
Acting cool like you've got me
On some kind of Ignore
Listen up, Fool
What's been missing in your life
Has led you to my door
Step into it ankle deep
You sure did
In a sad attempt to beef up your rep
Who are you trying to kid?
While I tongue twist your words
Nine ways to Sunday
Who ya think they gonna believe?
Misguided
No one cares what you say
As for me
There are no undecided
In my city
My word is gospel
Bullshit is an ample commodity
I don't even lift a finger to sell
Leave
Exit my drama
Check your wrecked self
Straight into General Hospital
Because in front of God
And you're Mama
There's nothing worse
Than what you just got
Burned your ass white hot
Schooled with a butt hurtin'

He's so butt hurt
He's so butt
Fucking
Hurt
Snort, snicker, grunt
Yeah, you really got me pegged
I'm such a cunt

He's so butt hurt
He's so butt
Fucking
Hurt
I'd say,
See ya next Tuesday
But I totally don't think you'll be back around this way ever
 
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There's another girl inside of me
that never got to grow,
taught secrets with her body
she weren't supposed to know.
She whispers from a distant past
sometimes when times are dark,
especially those moments
when life's a question mark.
But what you got to know folks
and I ain't afraid to tell,
now I shout it from the rooftops
I survived as well.
The beatings, not a Mother's love
couldn't keep my spirit down
even when you shake your head
when you only see the clown
If you've got somebody laughing
don't you see the message clear?
then they are not hitting you
so think before you sneer.
 
UnderYourSpell said:
Well I hope that got rid of some angst!
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I be robbin' banks of angst
No thanks to the warden
Who let the General Population
Come at me with shanks
Affordin' me no time served
For a crime
Undeserved
I didn't commit
To this yard lifestyle
Showering with felons
Who fell on hard times
While I be runnin' out of rhymes
Abusin' words
Usin' them twice .....
..... but that's what happens
When you're in for a long sentence
 
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The Hook of John.

Slowed my pace down in the race now with Apocolypse
Before the place run by God’s entourage of heretics.
Came inside eager to try Satan’s harem of innocents;
Tapped the Ace of Sin, angel’s been in biz since Genesis.

Got a room in Herod’s Tomb, split a pack of cigarettes.
Light after light into night we tightly place our bets.
Intimacy’s easily paid to a house that lets
Anonymity be big blind, cashin’ in our regrets.

She’s nothing more than a whore who's all in for the pay.
Won’t raise the stakes when you’re slaked and just wanna stay.
No need to bluff, in the buff, there’s no huff in the way.
Ain’t rollin’ in the money- sure as hell will in the hay.

“I’ll never win back what men have taken,” she says,
“Not when every dime I’m makin' is taken and His.
Took me before I grew, said that he knew the road to bliss-
Then cast me out en route with a curse like progenesis.

“My Daddy, Jack of Clubs, stepped when times got tough.
Jack of Hearts was my lover ‘til he jacked me up.
‘Tween the dealer, Jackie Spades, poppin’ in droppin’ his stuff
And my pimp, the Jack of Diamonds, I can’t turn enough.

“Says all women are whores when their glamour's stripped away
Never more than a score to finish off a man’s day.
They’ll fold and run as soon as you say you’ll stay
Pretend to adore you, mi amore you, when you get your pay.”

I told her I hate to look in the mirror because I feel
The scars on my face trace a wound that never will heal,
Like having a tell that shows all I strive to conceal:
“What’s the point of honesty when nothing left is real?

“Fell for the Queen of Hearts but she paired with another.
Married the Bitch for a switch then I met her lover.
Beat by a Queen in a Club just tryin’ to make her-
I’d take the Queen of Diamonds if I was a player.

“What if men are all whores at the end of the day?
His bitch is collared never more than a holla’ away
While it’s he that’s on a leash just to get his pay,
Pretending to afford what money cannot allay.”

Peelin’ off her dress I start to caress the breasts I so desire,
Placed under arrest by her flesh blessed with holy fire.
Slip into Babylon with a glove on turn on the widening gyre-
So lush in her garden I drop my guard and fall in love for hire.

And I wonder what I won when I leave her then
Or if I lost all I have for showing her what I am.
If employed to destroy the origin of original sin
Will Death bring about the Beginning again?

We’re all whores turnin’ out until our final lay-
We know the price of the game isn’t worth the pay
But we’ve gambled on tomorrow just to get by today.
Pretend this war on each other’s the only way.
 
~wildescarlet
Clever lines, creative phrasing, good use of rhyme, interesting tale.
I tripped over some of the bigger words as the pace seemed to fast for them.
But a fine write (imo)
 
wildescarlet said:
Slowed my pace down in the race now with Apocolypse
Before the place run by God’s entourage of heretics.
Came inside eager to try Satan’s harem of innocents;
Tapped the Ace of Sin, angel’s been in biz since Genesis.

Got a room in Herod’s Tomb, split a pack of cigarettes.
Light after light into night we tightly place our bets.
Intimacy’s easily paid to a house that lets
Anonymity be big blind, cashin’ in our regrets.

She’s nothing more than a whore who's all in for the pay.
Won’t raise the stakes when you’re slaked and just wanna stay.
No need to bluff, in the buff, there’s no huff in the way.
Ain’t rollin’ in the money- sure as hell will in the hay.

“I’ll never win back what men have taken,” she says,
“Not when every dime I’m makin' is taken and His.
Took me before I grew, said that he knew the road to bliss-
Then cast me out en route with a curse like progenesis.

“My Daddy, Jack of Clubs, stepped when times got tough.
Jack of Hearts was my lover ‘til he jacked me up.
‘Tween the dealer, Jackie Spades, poppin’ in droppin’ his stuff
And my pimp, the Jack of Diamonds, I can’t turn enough.

“Says all women are whores when their glamour's stripped away
Never more than a score to finish off a man’s day.
They’ll fold and run as soon as you say you’ll stay
Pretend to adore you, mi amore you, when you get your pay.”

I told her I hate to look in the mirror because I feel
The scars on my face trace a wound that never will heal,
Like having a tell that shows all I strive to conceal:
“What’s the point of honesty when nothing left is real?

“Fell for the Queen of Hearts but she paired with another.
Married the Bitch for a switch then I met her lover.
Beat by a Queen in a Club just tryin’ to make her-
I’d take the Queen of Diamonds if I was a player.

“What if men are all whores at the end of the day?
His bitch is collared never more than a holla’ away
While it’s he that’s on a leash just to get his pay,
Pretending to afford what money cannot allay.”

Peelin’ off her dress I start to caress the breasts I so desire,
Placed under arrest by her flesh blessed with holy fire.
Slip into Babylon with a glove on turn on the widening gyre-
So lush in her garden I drop my guard and fall in love for hire.

And I wonder what I won when I leave her then
Or if I lost all I have for showing her what I am.
If employed to destroy the origin of original sin
Will Death bring about the Beginning again?

We’re all whores turnin’ out until our final lay-
We know the price of the game isn’t worth the pay
But we’ve gambled on tomorrow just to get by today.
Pretend this war on each other’s the only way.
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You need some boomp boomp music (technical term .......... not!) for that!
 
twelveoone said:
how come there are no white M&Ms?
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I saw a documentary on this on WET. (white entertainment television)
Bubba was noodlin some cat fish and insisted on a boycott.
M&M's are now banned in snotwater tenn.
A small victory, but it has to start somewhere.
 
pensivepoet said:
I saw a documentary on this on WET. (white entertainment television)
Bubba was noodlin some cat fish and insisted on a boycott.
M&M's are now banned in snotwater tenn.
A small victory, but it has to start somewhere.
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What one earth is snotwater tenn?
 
wildescarlet said:
Slowed my pace down in the race now with Apocolypse
Before the place run by God’s entourage of heretics.
Came inside eager to try Satan’s harem of innocents;
Tapped the Ace of Sin, angel’s been in biz since Genesis.

Got a room in Herod’s Tomb, split a pack of cigarettes.
Light after light into night we tightly place our bets.
Intimacy’s easily paid to a house that lets
Anonymity be big blind, cashin’ in our regrets.

She’s nothing more than a whore who's all in for the pay.
Won’t raise the stakes when you’re slaked and just wanna stay.
No need to bluff, in the buff, there’s no huff in the way.
Ain’t rollin’ in the money- sure as hell will in the hay.

“I’ll never win back what men have taken,” she says,
“Not when every dime I’m makin' is taken and His.
Took me before I grew, said that he knew the road to bliss-
Then cast me out en route with a curse like progenesis.

“My Daddy, Jack of Clubs, stepped when times got tough.
Jack of Hearts was my lover ‘til he jacked me up.
‘Tween the dealer, Jackie Spades, poppin’ in droppin’ his stuff
And my pimp, the Jack of Diamonds, I can’t turn enough.

“Says all women are whores when their glamour's stripped away
Never more than a score to finish off a man’s day.
They’ll fold and run as soon as you say you’ll stay
Pretend to adore you, mi amore you, when you get your pay.”

I told her I hate to look in the mirror because I feel
The scars on my face trace a wound that never will heal,
Like having a tell that shows all I strive to conceal:
“What’s the point of honesty when nothing left is real?

“Fell for the Queen of Hearts but she paired with another.
Married the Bitch for a switch then I met her lover.
Beat by a Queen in a Club just tryin’ to make her-
I’d take the Queen of Diamonds if I was a player.

“What if men are all whores at the end of the day?
His bitch is collared never more than a holla’ away
While it’s he that’s on a leash just to get his pay,
Pretending to afford what money cannot allay.”

Peelin’ off her dress I start to caress the breasts I so desire,
Placed under arrest by her flesh blessed with holy fire.
Slip into Babylon with a glove on turn on the widening gyre-
So lush in her garden I drop my guard and fall in love for hire.

And I wonder what I won when I leave her then
Or if I lost all I have for showing her what I am.
If employed to destroy the origin of original sin
Will Death bring about the Beginning again?

We’re all whores turnin’ out until our final lay-
We know the price of the game isn’t worth the pay
But we’ve gambled on tomorrow just to get by today.
Pretend this war on each other’s the only way.
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^^ This is amazing. I couldn't help but try it out loud, the rhythm provided by the consonants is so percussive.
Thanks for sharing.
 
I been wond'rin' for a while why my life is a catastrophe
but if death is part of livin' then I guess it's not so hard to see
that you are everythin' that in my life could be
beautiful and wonderful. At least that's how it is to me.

Don't take it all away
Stay here with me another day
this is why even non-believers pray
and this is why I can't keep the dark at bay

You come to me in dreams and I wake on the edge of ecstacy
the things you do there when sleep sets your soul free
of the body that ties you to pain and every breath is agony
are things we used to do that are now a part of history

Don't take it all away
I close my eyes on the skies of grey
the curtain's droppin' on this tragic play
and the actors' have nothin' happy left to say

I don't know how to keep you here with me
I guess that's just what is meant to be.
Are sadness and sorrow all that's left to see
of your short passage and your final legacy?

Don't take it all away
stay with me another day.
I close my eyes and pray
that you don't take it all away.
 
UnderYourSpell said:
Well I hope that got rid of some angst!
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She's Got Ankhs


Her Nile long smile
That of a crocodile
Is a cheeky grinning from ear to ear
Excitedly
Anxious
The winning understatement of the year

She's got ankhs!

A pair of golden amulets
Her very own
Dangling as if happy feet
Over the shallow river banks
Channeling her breastbone
All the while showing off
Her sexy copper tone figure
In fancy footwork on cuneiform bone
Dancing a butt naked jig
Whirling around the university dorm
Kicking up a sandstorm with her friends
They be crazy
Acting silly
Twerking their brass rear ends
Each bronzed ass
Derrieres in tandem with scarcely perking
Barely there boobies
All swirling willy nilly
And every bit iddy biddy
Are Nefretiti's twirling titties
Soon to be monumental
Plastered everywhere in Egyptian cities
Pharaoh liked it so much
He went and put a ring on it
For the record
So let it be writ,
On them
An engagement nipple ankh ring
One for each tit
Now free wheeling about
Amidst squealing and eager beaver shouting
To be put in charge of the bachelorette
Party like an Egyptian
Girls gone wild outing
 
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I think you should title it~
Biddy titties writ tit
The name alone will take it to platinum
 
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