caThar4G wrote:
funeralxempire wrote:
caThar4G wrote:
funeralxempire wrote:
caThar4G wrote:
-10
I feel like I should just die.
Marknis wrote:
-10
I can not be helped. I am just going to suffer until death devours me.
If you guys learn to rap about how you feel, you can join Oddest Clique and make no money like me.
But, at least making a mixtape gives my life purpose for the foreseeable future, even if it's definitely gonna be whack s**t about being a suicidal drug addict with a dead crackwhore ex. I'm gonna rap about what I know.

I've written poems.
Cool. Me too, I've written lyrics of some sort or other basically for the past 20 years or so. This specific form just relies on big strings of couplets (2 bars) or quatrains (4 bars). 12 or 16 bars, typically with at least a two syllable rhyme on the end. Creative extended metaphors are good. I like to make use of vowel harmony and try to make use of playing with where my stressed syllables land to create 'flow'.
Getting better has been a nice distraction from what's otherwise a burning dumpster fire of a life. It's also a good way to make people crack-up at work because I can tell jokes and tell them in ways that make otherwise just weird wordplay more accessible.
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n is an unknown variable.

I'll write something right now.
This day has been a bust,
But I've done some errands.
Are they good? I'm not sure.
Everything around looks a blur.
Am I me? Am I real?
Is this what I'm feeling or thinking?
That nobody loves me.
Nobody cares.
When all I can seem to think I do
Is sit and stare.
Awesome. I like the ending, it's very relatable.
You'd

if you saw how much I've got written. I think it's >1.4 Mb now, considering how much plain text fits on a floppy, that's a lot of words.
I'm not sure I can assign a number, so let's go with charcoal. I feel charcoal.
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If you're not careful, the newspapers will have you hating the people who are being oppressed, and loving the people who are doing the oppressing. —Malcolm X
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