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My mind is her diary Wired with a fuse made from ivory these blunt sessions burn down
your trees. (Walls)

Dreamer chaser. Goal oriented.

  My  physicality embraces these new taste and scents.

                                How does one truly make sense?

      I ripped my skin off just for some more loose leaf they're still trying to out do me.


Sure you can make up your OWN impression of this but I don't think that makes the reader any less of a *****..
Creating a new cryptic language.

These are the sips from the goddess 's fountain.

Deep levels of wizardry my mind constantly stuck in cardio. These reads SUPERCEDE your needs.

**** pressure. I always kept it together  no matter the weather

I will always see the TESLA in you.

You are the air currents that satisfy this mood

  the energy from my roots

             constantly fighting INERTIA  just to get next to YOU.
The mind of a psychic.


These writers are all bias

,  so who the **** gone buy this?

The average man clones some uncultivated **** you expect me to pour my heart out to this????


Solo.  As I verse Clans of weak strands.

Flat earth thinkers. When my thoughts sink in,
   they get deeper.

signal gets weaker.

You can't google up these features.

Defining the colors hues of a preacher means nothing if he's still a preacher.

Because no one cares to read em

     for those that CAN'T SEE IT  they're lost man LEAVE em..
{DESCRIPTION} ~ DIVERSITY AND TOLERANCE  prevents us from generalizing.  Sorry for the ******* WRITES
To all the weak female strands who want to be emancipated from a world that laughs

You need to let me caress your memory glands with my bare hands.

These thoughts were expressed in advance

Oh
                   how this hype night is settling in,

everyone asking me if I can tell them again.  

Simple tactics.

                Put this data in.

                       Stop talking **** and provide the action.


                                 The crowd stood clapping

                                         So listen ***

T  h e   W o r l d   MUST  S e e  Y o u r  F u l l

M e n t a l   C a p a c i t y  M a x i m u m !
A watcher or a prophet?  Fear stops the evolution process. Paralyzing your motor skills while my voice is so chill.
    
Just escaped the cave made from amethyst brain cells exposed to canibus  a sloppy artist to challenge the talented.

You're naked to these elements. They say the whole cosmos a stage words from a sage.  I ignore those who try to thank me  so I gave her flowers that look like candy.

I know her thoughts.  She's searching for a sound. A change of background is her momma proud? Whats the difference? You're just a flower perverse in glass at in abandoned attic.
And me the only witness with answers.........
My mission. For you to disapear without researching any of these definitions. Erase me from your existence..  

Let me show you how to channel this. You sorrows will be your advantages.
4th dimensional shift.  A sandwich between this reality to a 5th dimensional riff.  Listen ***** I don't speak in anaglyphs.

Knowledge is the reason we bleed violet. This acknowledgment said in silence.

Mysteries of the cathedral. The common man that tries to EXPOSE this evil to the people will have their vocal cords ripped out by my eagle...
{Description} ~ the common mistake the celery does is to  try and enlighten another celery.
Knowledge this.  The broken speech you think a *****'s ***** is deep? **** with me. These prayers are simple we pledge no equal while they gain wrinkles we live as immortals as equal with no annoucement  just non verbal gestures as confirmation I found SATAN. My sun tan is the vibration.     It's obvious I attract the opposite

Knowledge this.

I **** Symbolic poetic prophets!

How does the color Orange correlate to french politics?  

It's simple yo, I'm the child of the ancient indigo.

High temperatures when using these components, when you're not focused,  It creates the notion of psychosis , all as the "incoherent too transparent."

It's not like something is going change **** my name I DIE BRAVE AS THEY DIE SLAVES
Whenever I write I escape time,
then create my reality these scrapes of physicality challenge me  I THREW A SNOW BALL FULL OF **** AT MALORIE.  
                                                      ­           MY Terrible writing forced It's way out to HIDE in the realm of TERRIBLE RHYMES  now tell me can you distinguish any differences with YOU're eye?
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