Huzzah!!!
My specialty, when it comes to writing, is random little short stories that are written in a very serious voice but are completely off the wall and hilarious. Like the one about squirrels that took over the world, as told by a rebel trying to fight back. Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote THAT one...it was midnight, though...
Finished the poem.
The Day You Died
I was angry with you
for acting like you cared
and the way you walked out
for which I was not prepared
if anyone ever asks
you ran away from home
and I truly do not know
where your spirit roams
you did not ever doubt
that I could bring you down
that I could take your life
and throw away your crown
literally I did
and literally you went
and some people noticed
the way your body was bent
sorry I broke your legs
and then shot you in the chest
and then hung you from a tree
where the others now rest
sorry you put up a fight
and made it harder to do
while you kicked and screamed and fought
when the scars were made new
you felt like frozen ice
on the fingertips of night
I lie awake wondering
if you went toward the light
I knew you wouldn't stay
nobody ever would
so I killed them all as well
just because I could.
i can hear the words u speak, i am the words u speak, i am light wished, i am merly loving this passion seek, i am the sun before u see here eyes, i wont stop when u close your eyes, i am the soul that never dies, when freshents meet, i'm in sight of u inspite of u with strength and signergrace, but for all u do or carry u form this little place 😄
"Rugged like rwanda, don’t wind up far or get chopped up
Quick to rush the spot like baby urine get mopped up
Tags that spray your hall with rap aerosol
Organized graffiti lectures in can control
Or level with the devil racing uptown first to fort apache
I’m much too much for any demon style to master me
From the thought’s next bridge to the hell’s gate, lyrically detonating"
😐
I made one, just will post it 🙂
dont tell me i switched between old and modern englisch 😛
where will i have to go
to be near to thee
what will i have to show
that thou endeareth me
what do you want to see
that you believeth me
what do you want me to be
to show you i love thee
how long shall i have to wait
until you know what or whom?
what will then be my fate
will you conclude my gloom?
I inflict it quattro nine fifty lungs misty
Color me maxmillian cause I’m that crazy robot
Teetering on the edge of outer space
Spitting buckshots till black holes surround me, you found me
As far as I’m concerned I’ve got your ashes in an urn
Big up, the temperamental hold none barred kid
What’s your confunction? tracks is type dusty
Drinking water out the well of life and i’ma piss it back rusty
Flesh and phonics, you’re God damned right
I’m on ’em like aorta pacemakers hooked up to clappers