Here's how this will work, someone post their poetry and people comment on it, if someone has posted a poem and nobody commented yet, dont post your work unless they have at least 2 comments... everyone needs their voice to be heard

This poem here is called:

~Poison~

Injected infection aka Poison...
Poisonous substances destroyes em...
A Poison injected and we enjoyed it...
Inhale it then deploy it...
So everyone around Tastes the Poison...
No escape of this Poison like noises...
Cuz even a deaf person hears voices...
Breast Implants and Poisonous Pills...
White Powder substance that kills...
Attitude of The Cool that controls wills...
Its all Poison so tell me the deal?...
The Skull and Bone, its a dangerous sign...
Its Poison that causes you to shoot the Nine...
Poison also commits the Crime...
Cuz Poison Corrupts our mind...
Jealousy, Envy, and Hate...
That's all what Poison too creates...
Love too is what Poison makes...
The Poison is even part of our traits...
Soft Drinks and Wikipedia links...
Cartoons and Alcoholic drinks...
Bush's rule and the Media stinks...
All these are what Poison is...
Razors cuttin away at your wrists...
Poison of Brand Name clothes make u the shit...
Poor's Poison is beef with the rich...
The rich's Poison is what their cash is...
There's too much around...
That tries to dumb us down...
Then leave us dumb found...
So we too dumb to know how danger sounds...

~Think Twice Before You Inject The Poison In Your Body


We accept poison into our bodies everyday, but how much of it is enough to be considered letha for our minds? Thats the question im leaving ya to think about


~Rhymestyle Original~


This was inspired by the poem in the intro of The Cool and Nas's "What Goes Around (Poison)"

if anyone needs anything broken down, lemme know

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POST COMMENTS AND POETRY!!! COME ON!!!

WHERE MY POETS AT????

Ok here's another one, as I was sitting in Calculus today, Little Weapon came on my iPod so I wrote this...

"Everyone's A Killer"

Went left and saw my enemy...
So I pulled the trigger makin his body freeze....
Like it was nothin I kept walkin, thas how it 'B'...
Then I felt a shot hit me my leg start to bleed...
Gotta heal but nothin in sight so I went right...
Questiong myself why I continue the fight...
Why (Y) blast back thas jus who they Are (R)...
I see him again not dead not even a scar...
He healed fast so I blew his brains with my strap...
Done it soo many times im used to this map...
Then jump to Cover to 'select' my weapon of choice...
Before I 'start' again to come out to destroy...
I see 'A' enemy as I pull the trig against his brain...
Laugh at the amazing shot like its sumkinda game....
He dead now I wait for my next....
Searchin like a pirate lookin for the 'X'...
Then bam a bullet gets me first...
3 seconds later I spawn back to this curse....
I can't die so I fight every second I'm alive...
Then when I die come back after a 3 second revive....
Times up, the Winner Rhymestyle with 23....
Team up and play again like rinse n repeat...
What do we do? Halo's an addictive drug...
So whose gon stop these online thugs........

Subliminally exposing those weakminded to war but in a fun and addictive way.

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