Seven

[MISTA GRIM]

The valley is looking dismal-trees with no leaves
no crops from planted seeds-such a rampant disease
the whole place posseses stench of death
icy vegetation, fog synthesing breath
among this grim there oddly lies a place
a blessed space-shrouded and overclouded by a face
a two face-one half god and one another being
dark and not apparent, such a shadow evil concieving
and around this face seven other circles, they seemed human like
but this dark face was centered-on a table or a pike
7 houses, seven people, 7 roads within
7 people in the village,in 7 days this world was made, but forbade to begin
so here there was a town content among the malnutrition
these seven people pulled their weight and sang of song's conviction
their deeds seemed pure but absent was religion
but they did believe, she did concieve and that that blood was given
and that mystery being was the reoson they've arisen
an eye for an eye and a lost life yields birth
in the temple the guard checks twice upon thy hearth
for upon the bricks was the blood i am describing
and every seventh day you witness these people transcribing
the ancient scrolls, they play their roles, distinguish blurry writing
this vial was the center to which these people lived
the blood had no known origin but so much had it gived
every problem occured had been cured by a meager portion
a single drop causes false fiction via distortion
and this population stayed the same-7 and their gills where sealed
if an eight was ever born they were euthanised, killed
seven days, seven people, 7 roads and no apparent connection
seven ounces in the vial fueling dreams by injection
this place is two-faced, both dark and light
seven hours of daylight followed by seventeen of dark night
i've finally got it figured out-they're injecting just to change
the path of their thoughts, suffering from derange
the seven days are the week and the seven people are the nurses
seven roads are the seven comandments they'e broken, submitted the curses
7 needles shared the impaired dreams passed through the 7 purses

[MISTA GRIM]

iight---some honest feed yall plz---drop a link and ill try to get at it

[Q.S]

Seven... simple title.
Vocabulary.. very good.
structure... nice & clean.
Stroy... understandable.

Good stuff

lol.... @ half the kidz under me who
didn't even read it and left crappy feed.

[schizmatic]

nice vocab man

Your shit was pretty complex, shoulda named it Se7en tho lol.

Im no good at leaving feed on OMs lol but from what I read its nice shit.

[MISTA GRIM]

werd both of yall...thanks
schizzz i just hit up ya battle and closed it
pz

[P. Mortuus]

among this grim there oddly lies a place


^That line was propa pro style, reading th rest i can see that you have out effort into creating a unique yet enjoyable piece, RB needs people like you to drop high standard of works like this to act as an inspiration to new kids who are learnin how to rhyme, overall i thoroughly enjoyed this piece, well done

[MISTA GRIM]

thanks mayne----i say we collab,

[P. Mortuus]

yeah, i say we do to

[MISTA GRIM]

well-lets get r done----and yall plz give some mo feed

[MISTA GRIM]

risezes mo feed please

[***Lady_Latin***]

overall i liked dis drop 2
u come with orig flava in all ur pieces dat i seen so props on dat
i liked ur title cuz it kept it simple, u had 2 think about what u's readin 2 catch da meanin which is good--no idiots could b feedn ur drop--catch me?
nywayz--i like ur structure jus like da last 1
keep postin shit like dis cuz it def gonna get read--1

[MISTA GRIM]

Thanks--send Me A Link And Ill Check It