[Vaskez]

oh you got me going now, lol, found this piece that I liked by a guy called Baron Mynd, yeah just so you know why my standards are high and why stuff like you wrote, especially written in this day and age, doesnt really cut it

Do you remember YOUR first time?

You were probably as nervous as me,
But determined to see, what your words could achieve ..
.. Once you’d emerged on the scene,
And could turn a serene, canvas into something worthy of dreams.
Graffiti served as the means,
To which I applied my stirgent belief ..
.. And I pursued the matter ‘til my shoes were splattered -
With more paint than ANY amount of detergent could bleach!
For years I’d nurtured a deep yearn for release ..
.. And so these turbulent streets,
Spurred me to keep, trying and further my reach.
With earnest I seized upon a resplendent urge to be seen,
Skirting the reams of this fervent retreat -
Where me and the walls coarse naked surface would meet!
It's massive girth would intrigue me to turn up my sleeves ..
.. And stir from beneath,
The girders that keep it supported from the scourge of the heat.
These walls deserved to be teemed with a certain prestige,
And so I sternly besieged, it's heights...
...With a piece of chalk held firm in my teeth.
Concerned with its each and every line being perfectly pieced ..
.. I furnished its featureless plains,
Until my work was complete.

And for years I’d nurture a deep yearn for release ..
.. Skirting the reams of this fervent retreat,
With an urge to be seen.
These walls deserved to be teemed with a certain prestige ..
.. And I was determined to see, just how my work was perceived.
But gone are the perfectly pieced, works that served as my dreams -
And my memoirs became lost in the rain,
That washed them away…