Bus Stop Hi

Eminem "The Way You Lie" Album-Recovery

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It’s a bus stop high with the occasional low blow.

I’ve got that dressing room on my mind,

While I’m spinning these rhymes

All around like a halo you know

Got you on my mind.

All twisted in knots, stop. Whoa,

You like do this to me all the time.

Takin' up all the letters

Makin' up these words

In this beautiful weather, tether,

Me, back down, to re-a-lity

So I can finally see

You just doin you

So I should just do me.

Can’t foresee breaking into the industry

So I’ll just be at peace

With all the broken pieces of me.

Like toasted kite flying I’m slowly dying

Couldn’t get higher

Love is just a friendship, set on fire.

Trying to cope with the fear

That you aren’t mine dear,

Sad from the start

You’re still the spark in my heart ♥--♥--♥♥----------

Author's Note

Spoken as a rap.

Reviews

[Revery]

Love it. Sounds like your in the arts. I like you style of rhyming and your metaphors fit nicely.

[Revery]

Wow, turquoiseturtle, love the style and passion. This is a great write, solid construction and doesn't lack complexity.

[Kyle]

Nicely done! I read it twice..... I am actually starting to like rap. :0)