Topic: Dancing With Rotten Flesh
Topic Creator: -Twizted-
20-100 Lines
Due ASAP
-=Illest Skill=-
-Twizted-
Topic: Dancing With Rotten Flesh
Topic Creator: -Twizted-
20-100 Lines
Due ASAP
aight well im starting mine now... so check in i geuss...
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
Sitting in the washroom freshening up for my upcoming dance
With this one girl i saw on the side of the street..................
..........................That i fell in love with from the first glance
She pushed her body against mine helping me forget my stress
Holding up her body weight while i dance with this rotten flesh
Im called a necorphilliac but shit i dont have sex with the body
I just dance with it, embark the beauty of it and her disembody
We dance to beetoven, pretty ricky, st lunatics, and all the rest
Pluggin my nose as we do the waltz cause she has raunched breath
But shes still the best, doesnt complain when i do something stupid
This dance i think is perfect, most likely set up by the famous cupid
Swaying left, right, back, n' forth........................................
Trying to make her life like and avoid the decomposing smell of death
Staring in her eyes which r bloodshot, its beautiful and nothing less
The song changes so, so does r dance formation.........................
...Fixing her to her position with some problems but no discrimination
When shes ready we start again with our glamurours celebration
People say im sick but im just doing it cause im full of desperation
Constapation strikes halfway thru but i keep my full concentration...
On this dance, it my be the last before my deceased love decinigrates
Breaks down to nitrates, nitrites , carbon dioxide, and even minerals
She can be uninterrupted fertilizing the soil, creating thigns beautiful
Like big colorful flowers but for now i need to embark this moment
Ya she smells bad, she not fresh, but atleast she doesnt like to torment
Just looks into my eyes with a deep compassion that i cant fathom
As im doing a dip a question flies thru my head, What have i become?
I dropped here body in digust, looking at the maggots....................
Climbing out of the rough, cracked, discolored, and disconfigurated skin
Of the unfresh flesh, the smell to much to bare, i commited a sin
A grusome task, an unkeening act of mislead conceptions n' misinterputation
In my mind she was real, alive n' moving, but she rotten flesh..........
A deceased young lady, i've reached "my" commit suicide destination
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
why is it so small?
Dancing With Rotten Flesh
Sweet smells, discreet spells, time caught in a bind
Weeks tell, complete hell, as I try to unwind
It was late in the noon, so came the moon, too soon
And the damp odor of her body hit my nose like perfume
Wrapped in its warmth, though she was cold, we made out
I sometimes choked on her tongue or the teeth that would fall in my mouth
I didn't mind, we romanticized, danced all night... Nothin' as beautiful as this
Sometimes we would pretend to get married....... we were, when we were kids
See I knew this chick, we used to date, it wasn't a loss of words
Now I like to rub and finger her cold pussy to show my love for her
But back then, we were close... She was breautiful, I couldn't stop that
Eventually she left me, but I stalked her, one day it'll all come back
Waiting for four years, mind growing deeper, insanity was a walk through the park
I had the wire gripped in my hands, coming from her work, in the dark
N' I sprang out, no questions asked, I wrapped the bitch around her neck
Then dragged this corpse of beauty home by her leg..
Once home, I set her in the hall, grabbed my toolbox with a jerk
Then after I set her up on the table, I began my heartfelt work
Balming fluid, ice, plastic... Anything to preserve this hollow angel
Once I removed her organs, I placed them in the rusty tub, mangled
My eyes grew wider, sparkles jolted through the tip of my brain
A grin drew upon my face, I held her tight against me in pain
"I knew you wanted me back, you always did, I'm the greatest"
"care to dance?" "oh yes I would." No need to state it
We played the tango, sweet movements, I didn't miss a step
Back, Forth, Dip... The kinda shit to take a woman's breath
We fell asleep on the couch, more in love witheachother than ever
She wouldn't eat, so I brought her wine, my ideas were clever
Falling asleep in my harms, my beloved corpse, I told her hush
As she layed in a dramatic stance and I sewed her eyes shut
The next morning, I turned on the news, they knew it was me
So I set the table, and sat with my darling.. No attempt to flee
The police had came, busted through the front door "hands in the air!"
I tilted my head back in my chair, and laughed aloud, they stared
"Where's the girl? We know you have her, you sick fuck"
Beating me down into the ground, they never gave up
In the confession room, cuffed tight.. I refused to tell
I told them strictly that she was mine and my baby isnt for sale
Half way dead, cold eyes, family and police still wondering why
Finally before being fried, I exclaimed....
"Where is she? I have eaten her... So maybe I can be beautiful on the inside"
Holy fuck. Twizted why did you write so long? Wtf.......
Twiz- wow. for more of a textcee head, you came through with the dopeness in a topical battle. i feel that this topic was fairly easy and good for you, because it looks like you enjoyed it. your imagery was amazing, while your strucuture and flow fell right into place. you should keep at it for a while until you are legendary in topical too. nice job. beautiful concepts also man, keep it up.
illest- ok, you were ok. i liked some of your imagery here and there, but you weren't as consistent as you should have been. your structure was dope, but i think staying on topic was your most difficult area. i think you can work on that a little. stay with it though.
v//twiz
lol good but sick dude..... u demented anyways vote people :S
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
Up, more voters.
Twizted is a sick individual. But that is besides the point. He won skill, no hate but he won. I think we know why.
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Up, one of you ho's didn't poll.
Either way, if you vote and leave a link, I will get it back.
up................................................ ......
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
-=Illest Skill=-- u definatley had imagery here although the verse seemed stretched- ur rhymes were aight- I think u stayed on topic but weren't that interested in it- I think with a different topic u coulda killed
~VS~
Twisted- this is straight up your battle- u were feelin the topic and it showed- as the reader I wanted to keep readin more- good job
v/ Twisted
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lmao twizted u really are twizted my nigga but that shit was tight though
u captured me into ur flow made me want to keep reading it gd shit man
illest ur shit was tight to though no hate but twis verse was just better then urs
v/twiz
illestskill-u had nice vocab 'n flow but i really couldn't understant it much but its nice
-twisted- u had god flow and make good sence shit was nice...and i ain't d/r wat ya niggas keeo acusing me of...
Half way dead, cold eyes, family and police still wondering why
Finally before being fried, I exclaimed....
"Where is she? I have eaten her... So maybe I can be beautiful on the inside"
nice ^^^
v/twisted
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Which one off you didn't poll? please do that now.
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