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Live young soul
The whimsy of travel, mysteries to unravel
Relish on the experiences, explained in youth
Seek what your heart, considers the truth
Bruise your soul, with the burden of life
The hardship of supporting your child and your wife
Is but a fleeting moment in a world so dormant
Reflect on this sonnet, this very stanza
Deflect your worries, live young soul
Live long and live free
Discover every corner sit under every tree
Step into new lands for adventures uncharted
For the only wealth you create
Is it worth living for
Or further more, worth dying
Drugs are bad kids mmkkaayy?
Last one ive promised my self i would stop
And this bullshit and repugnant habit i will drop
My pride and dignity my youth it robbed
I no longer recognize the man that i am
Injecting the toxins while my body rejects
My mind is in bliss but still i disrespect
My self for succumbing to this faulty life
I once had dreams of a proper job, a good wife
I wonder if i still have chance to redeem
The years ive lost and ties ive severed
If I am to relive the countless hours ive lost
Popping and smoking fucking pills and some crack
I would have done things so differently
Would have chose a different track
If I could turn back time
Just have my old life back
Dota 2 solo ranking
Illusion or a spectre,
I wouldnt know
Inside it festers
Larger it grows
Plagued and cursed my soul it ravaged
A savage, a mongrel, a retard im called
A cyka, a blyat, those strangers grow bold
Degrading my play style trash talking my mom
Pride and integrity it only matters to some
But through all those assholes past all the feeding and crying
I hang on and pull through but inside im.dying
Blinking from neutrals to another neutral i farm
Stacking each minute its all part of the flow
Still my teamsmates they wonder my plans
They tell me stop farming were losing so bad
“Chill mate i got this im antimage ill carry”
But their only response is “Your parents ill bury”
Fuck is wrong with those children i ponder
Those kids to them ill never grow fonder
Rush to my manta to my basher and heart
Now that im farmed its time for my part
They push us through mid they got weaver and pudge
My teammates are pinging, i needed a nudge
I blink in i ambush and kill off their nuker
Weaver is squishy but damn he can run
wont be a problem cause I have a stun
In seconds i vanquished two of their team
While my team lies weak their moral fractured
I gave new hope a chance to win this
They saw my mettle my brawns my might
They realized that maybe,just maybe im right
They join in to help me, to aid me in battle
Only three are left our victory assured
But i had no need for their intervention
I had my focus channeled my attention
To wiping their team dispose of whats left
Soon ill be done a load off my chest
Windranger escaping while puck fights back
But little of a challenge slim his chances
Swift was his death with one hit he cracked
Pudge was easy was killed by four
One thing this team had been good for
With haste I pushed took down their barracks
Their ancient defenceless they had no buybacks
And in 40 mins the game was over
Ez rank ez +25
