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View Full Version : AOWL WK11: Aesthetic (0-3) VS. Utmost (0-0) [AESTHETIC WINS BY NO SHOW.]


King Ra.
04-29-2013, 12:42 AM
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Good luck to all participants. Aesthetic Utmost

Aesthetic
04-29-2013, 01:08 AM
doooope
Utmost King Keith

Extension please? I just got a bar or 2 left and some reviewing to do.

Utmost
04-29-2013, 01:36 AM
check

Utmost
05-04-2013, 12:37 AM
Ext is cool with me

Aesthetic
05-04-2013, 06:54 PM
Falling in Love
The sunny side of Hell

My eyes open; lookin at the ceiling, I feel every omen.
Dusty shirt ripped jeans its like i to look broken, cancerous im always smokin.
I do construction, for the same bank that wants to take my house!
Everyday poor concrete come home and drink till I cant function!
Grew up my entire life living off ugly.
Now im working for those who named and hate me.
Bleeding sweet cause like my father told me
"hard work isn't free"
So now I live off of that, hoping maybe some day paris and london ill see.
But for now I bleed like a car dent.
Stressing and listening too the tenant bitch about rent.
Light up a j and live in the present.
Flipping channels only too see bombings and shootouts.
I cried myself too sleep that night, my baby sister whent too that school.

I show up late too work without the bosses knowledge of my grievance.
The hardest days of work Iv ever felt.
Toeline on the metal thinking about heaven and hell.
What would the other workers think if I "accidentally fell?"
My hands tied by callysas and pulled by "the worst too come"
I dont wanna suffer worst then this! wrench in hand with a clenched fist.
I tell my boss what was completed and about renovations.
Before I leave, he asks with a sly grin; when did you clock in?
......My life has just flashed, no job; no rent by the next payment.
No girl no friend's and an ugly self entertainment.
That's it, it's decided.....


She wakes up in a cold hell like she has everyday in her life.
Just living to get by rather then live a story.
shes young 26 but works so much you sware shes forty.
Her father wanted a boy and neglected her beauty.
Along with the kids at school and her lover's through jr. ta college.
So sick of darkness she only wants to see a light.
Doing everything in her power to live right.
But night is as unforgiving as a cold... Night..
Sleight of hand got her a slightly productive job.
Working accounting she has a bright future if she keeps counting.
So the motive of it all was her bosses so no bullshit rounding.
He calls her in one day to ask for percent of revenue.
She stands confused as he never asked before.
And tells her too close the door and if she was a whore.
Insulted she takes a step back cursing his name.
Then for his mistakes he threatens to blame on her.
He has been stealing from the company and the investigation is undergoing.
But she had no idea and was idle for the company..
So he raped her with consent while she imagined future money.
The next day his office was empty, everyone on the floor was out of a job.
she drops her bags, and not a tear was shed but thought.
with the thoughts of suicide still present she decides it's worthy.
Takes a step into his office where a window waits with a ledge.
She stands up looks down and takes a last breathe...
Something stops her though; looks up and notices a worn out man.
Destroyed from the days of work burnt with a suntan.
Seperated by a gaping valley of death; they cant be seperated, not after they shared the same breathe.

In that moment of solitude they relate, for everything they are feeling concentrates.
They stare confused and in love,
because only 2 people in the entire world have felt so violated and unloved.
They fall in love and realize not only is the world uncaring but it's unbearing for not 1 but an army of

baby girls and sons.

She gestures forward; I will follow you she whispers. He quietly ushers staying his hands; and one last

tear left his face as his only happiness follows his place.

Had a lot on my mind when I was writing this piece so I hope you guys enjoy the plot more then the rap.

King Ra.
05-05-2013, 08:57 AM
AESTHETIC WINS BY NO SHOW.