61. Killa Prophet vs. 62. Fawks

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[Fawks]

check.

[`KiLLa ProPhet`]

checkin in

[Fawks]

candle’s flicker in flame, dancing in pirouette streams
casting mangled shadows, and silhouette dreams.
shadows move around rooms, enjoying their time—
on earth, twisting, running, and toying with minds.
perverted and grotesque forms, all straying place;
flesh falling, melting, rotting, in decaying shapes;
mere objects in day, provide no unnerving frights
until the sun passes on, creating disturbing sites—
of skulls warping and bones bowing, touching some—
with their eyes blinded, darkened by rusting blood.
still the candle burns down to the last of its wick—
with the wax trickling down the ashen candle stick.
a tempest screams past the pane about the trail—
of oaken grain and blows the candle out in gales;
then shrilly sings out into the darkened twilight—
of covered asters on a sheet, no stars in my sight.
moon is suffocated in a sordid and bleeding sky
that vanishes and peers, caught like a fleeing fly—
in a spider’s trap. shadows before her, bleeds on—
the floor in a light that hides a horror beyond.

I slip into silent slumber with terror, flesh is blind—
to the consciousness dancing and still fresh in mind.
faces of men to demons slip in to haunt and torment
ever restful dreams until they jaunt and more, yet…
fear does not capture my heart…until I choose to give in
glide into silent restful sleep, no control of limbs and
digits, just my vision and senses…a failure to minds
cuz I feel my limbs….oh god, my nails in my eyes…
I scream out… eyes bleeding, rusting blood plummets
…something slashes my gut and eats some stomach
…I am falling now with barb wire on my neck and chest
Eyes still pouring forth my life, no protect, no bless…
can feel my intestines unraveling… god, slow the pain
…someone yells out…I am not god, but u know my name…
crack and burst the skin and teeth snip the rest
as my finger nails continue to rip my flesh
I see passed my ribbons of eye… it’s fleeting to sinners
To be blind… I see, oh god.. somethings eating my inerts
And to my horror, I thought not seeing was worst
But I see… my wife and I’ve been eating hers.
I scream lord, the sheets move, battle my doubts
I sit up suddenly and quickly, the candle blows out.

[`KiLLa ProPhet`]

my fault i aint put up no comp but yo i aint had time

bout to sign out kid holla

[TeKneeK]

Fawks wins.... -- make sure u vote on other matches dogg...... i used same topic as u ;)