Around the head of the snake, the scales reflect
A sin so potent that the world meets its derelict
Adjusted to the saints from here unto those below
The mice and men had been crushed with souls and vapored bones.
TBH the biggest reason I don't RP anymore is I can't stay invested. Sometimes I really have a good idea for what I want to do and then I just lose interest for no reason other than something being boring or monotonous. It's hard finding the right chemistry and I can't invest if it isn't there, maybe I just wasn't born to RP realistically or maybe I haven't found the right one yet, but it's a huge discourager.
I suppose in being a poet it's kind of a good way to be in tune with yourself. It's like self-improvement meets self-recognizing and they form a bond together that lets you realize you and your emotions, how they work, how you function and can give you a good amount of clarity. It's like tuning a guitar but with finessed words.
My friend do you rhyme? I think it’s time to battle
A thread shall be posted, I want to see you rattle
All who claim that they be the best
Well no one beats me, but you know.. the rest
Rhyme with me brother and defeat each other
Some joker had a little bout, some decent rhymes for a valentine lout
But more on the point of you and me
Still think you can rap with flowiest D?