Blood, Sweat, Tears(NS)

Blood, Sweat, Tears(NS)

A Story by Tevo77777
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I create the music for my settings as well, this is just something to flesh out the setting more.

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Tired Of Your Weakness Records
Ísos, Doppio Giudici
He closed his eyes and he looked inside himself. He looked at all the rage and all the anger he had, he looked at all the disgust he had for himself. He thought about all the times he was certain that something was wrong with him, all the times he was afraid that he was a monster. The feeling never went away, being married to a loving woman didn't make that go away. Being a rising start in the music game, fulfilling his dream; didn't make that feeling go away. He closed his eyes tighter and he held his breath, till he felt like he was going to explode. The track started and his wife who was right behind him was already doing her part.
Blood

Sweat

Tears
He held it, feeling himself turning blue or purple; some color. It built up and built up inside him, he could feel it just rising up in his body. It was so hard to do this, he wasn't sure if he could ever perform live. The problem was, he had to get this out; he would be doing this anyways even if people didn't want him to.
Blood

Sweat

Tears
The beat continued, he couldn't hold it in anymore. He was going to lose it to soon, he was unsure. It felt he had been holding it forever, perhaps minutes. He finally heard his cue and he just let it all out.
Don't even act like you give a sh** about me
Shouldn't even try to act like you care
Because inside of you is just self-loathing
and I know you don't even want what's fair

I was put on this place to be hungry
Because if I wasn't I would never eat
But when people act on their programming
You see to it that they are badly beat

She added another part right after him, adding another touch to it; but allowing his rhyme to remain. They knew that someone would understand the jab they just made. They were starting a beef and they were proud of it.
With canes and nightsticks
He waited a few seconds and breathed softly. Somewhere someone would be making a face, because a sizable amount of people just got really burned. He went right to adding his part in right before the chorus.
And that's why all these people have is their

Blood

Sweat

Tears

He screamed out the next part, urged onward by the sound of her voice and her presence. 
And we who fight had nothing but our

Blood 

Sweat

Tears

Right after he belted that out, he was breathing in and sucking down air. After that he was holding it a few seconds, before going back to what he did best. She was synced right with him, they were like two wholes in a greater shape.
Hey Bo?
Yes BB?
We have kids because we like each other?
I agree

And your thoughts about me aren't exactly, clean?
How could anything I do with my ribs be dirty?
Okay, you got me there. I see what you mean.

This time they held hands and they said kept complimenting each other. Like two angles that made up 90 degrees, such of the way their minds worked.
Our children will have our 

Blood

Raised in a house built from

Sweat

Bound together by our 

Tears

He looked over at her and for a moment, she was the most perfect thing in the entire world. After that moment, she was an imperfect human like him; and he liked her even more. This part he would do alone and then they would wrap the song up before it confused the listeners to much.
I don't know about them
But you I will out-do 
I will beat you to love
And I will out-hate you
You should already know
I will outnumber you
It's only been twenty years
And I already am two

He reached out for himself and she took him into his arms. She could see how tired she was, gazing down at herself. He wanted to just go home and be alone. She had gotten herself pregnant by herself. That was reality, everything else was wrong and a lie.

© 2015 Tevo77777


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Added on November 30, 2015
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Tevo77777
Tevo77777

Phoenix, AZ



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I used to read a lot of good novels and now I just read raw information that I use for my writing. I take inspiration from the pain that I feel, some joy as well; but most of the bright pictures .. more..

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