WEEK 8 - CONTENDER MATCH - Pancakebrah (4-1) vs. breathless (3-3) - Pancakebrah WINS via DQ

[Mike Wrecka]

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Season 2




Rules

Verse Due Date - Thursday 23:59 PST

Voting Deadline - Sunday 23:59 PST

Line Limits - 16 - 48 Max can be higher if both agree

Voting - Must vote on 3 battles and post voting links in this thread, preferably all in one post.

If you don't vote on 3 battle you will be given a loss. If you lose by votes and don't vote on other battles you receive a one week suspension.


Topic

Mr. Sandman




Good Luck PancakeBrah breathless

[breathless]

Oy, check, good luck to myself, pancake won't need it...

[PancakeBrah]

We meet again!

Check

[breathless]

I would rather die of thirst outright than be given just a single sip of water for every time my mouth dries.

It's about time to shine now, but the white clouds outside in the sky are bound
and determined to divert the bright beams your third eyes have found.

Even when on higher ground, it's still just as dim as the shires down below.
The prior sound, the tone, of when fires drowned the flow.

A pyroclastic ember in remembrance of the Rembrandts who paint a picture with words so vivid
the resemblance is uncannily intricate, but what happens when modern man becomes primitive?

Splitting...Spitting...Spiting

Hoping to one time make that correct connection... Idiots.
Face the fact that I think you are idiots with abstract normality of the practicality I have been given.
The language with meaning which only has so many ambiguous dealings.
Letters, even sounds, what's better than the here and now? The physical? Body language?
Yea, probably impossibly frameless, I watch all of the passions you nondescript
godless bricks of matter gather for much less longer than the rest of the galactic nuances.

And this is where you read more into what has been said, but,
pathetic, rhetoric, exceptional intentions are intrepid, once.
The eventual essences have been accepted into my restfulness dust.
Accept the fact that the rest of you are trapped in the cesspool of incestual acts... in the spiritual sense.
Appear as if you have intentions to be the present to the past...
Maybe then, myself as a person won't be deceptive when you ask,
what's the matter as I develop through your mask?

So, just, live in the moment, but don't ever forget where the minutes are goin'.
There's no luck in driftin' on open water, unless the flow busts the limits when broken, so don't bother.

If dimwitted ignorance is bliss, most of you couldn't grow calmer... and it's pissin' me off like a gold shower.
The rich reign supreme, you think money holds power? The value of the dollar's falling faster than the collapse of both towers.

Bet it caught you off guard and threw you off balance... You need budget cuts for them government cover ups... Stupid bastards.

I'm a manic depressive, passive aggressive anti-man with no plan to leave lasting impressions.
If you ask me a question, I'll answer to the best of my ability and willingly do so
since you won't figure out the lesson by yourself... but who knows, the message might help find the clues shown
with a new glow of brightness, a golden hue with a blue tone like it's...

Sinkin' in quick sand, anchored in horse shit, on the brink of a big plan... I'd be a stranger to force it.

I don't know... Maybe I'm the savior who made the unwed mother in a manger important.
But... the historical facts don't matter. You want a rhetorical question? Just ask the answer.

Push passed the ample words and sample a verse if you can handle the terms.
Stand there, and learn you can't hold a candle to the mantle of earth.
If we're at a standstill, grab yourself a handful of dirt.

You can scramble to search for loose ends...
but you'll probly just trample on the edges 'til the truth bends.
Like a youth fendin' for itself to understand what its muse sends.
Just a musical intention with no actual improvement

So, the conclusion is this...
My fluentness can grow but no one's gonna use it to exist.
I know, it's a slippery slope to drift down, there's huge boulders, an' cliffs.
Screw it, just flow with it now, shit, lube up yer fists.

Because, if you're gonna miss the chance to grab an opportunity,
then honestly, you're probly not graspin' on the useful things.
You're caught up in the passive net's past tense, uselessly...
but who would think bein' empathetic could get this sad? Truthfully.

[Mike Wrecka]

breathless is DQd for Recycling.

PancakeBrah don't forget to vote on three battles for the win.

breathless you must vote on three battles in order to stay signed in