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Fall into the melody... Fall away from the felony... M̵̧̞̦̪̦͈̖̭̣̃̋͗̈̓́͆̓̈́͌̃̈́ͅḿ̵̢͖̟̩̱̯̦̮̜̘̮̰͎͈̠͊̿̒̔͐͛̔́̊͋͜ͅh̵̛͚̦̙̻̙͕̲͈̻̹̃̑͌̊͂͊̇̎̂̐͗̔̕̕̕͠h̵̡̳̹̼̯̙͔̞̯͕̽͑̈́͐͗̈́̀͗̀͒͐̓̚͘̕ͅm̶̟͚͎̲͎̳̳̰̳̤̮͗̀͐͝ͅͅh̷̨͉̙͚̱͖͔͈͖̼̠̮̟͆̂͗͛͐̽̓̿͊̊̚̚͠͝ę̸̨̛̘̮̘͔̳̰̟͎̯͎̭͎̝̐͊̑̌̀̓̌̓̽̎̒͘̚h̷̨̪̖͍͚̩̣̼͍̲̲̜̻͒͛̈͐ ̸̨̨̛͙͈̝̦͙̺̪̹̘̫͇͕̩̫͋̐̋̚͠m̵̨̛͔̰̹̬̯̦̥͇̰̺̖͔͆͛̐̆̋̈́͒̈̍̎͗͜h̸̡͇͍̫͈̔͆͗̇͛͜͝h̵̢̥͇̼̟͙̗̪̺̹̖̞̾͑̈͑̓̍͛̂̍̋̌̚͜h̴̛͖͎̦̳̪͔̮͍̫̯̯̜̱̹̐͑̄̃̉̽̂͒̏͗͝ḩ̷̲̭͈̜̮͖͜͜͝ͅh̷̭̥̜̜̙́́̈͛̎̏̃͘͠ȕ̴̙̰͔̞̄ú̴̡̹̮̦̠̐̈́͆͂̀͌̚͜ͅŭ̴͓͙̗̝͔̍̑̿̀̽̇̊͑̅͘͘̚͝͠ͅͅͅu̵̖̰̱̗̬̳͊̇̈́̀̂̿̃͒͛͐̇͐̓͠h̶̡̛̜͉͉̥̻͈͓̱͉̣̀̿̀̊̇̐̈̀̽̈́͗̕̚:̴̢̛͇̤͕̎̇̂̎́͆̐͐́̅͒͠ Following fine lines But still, find myself Lost in the trees Following these Rivers of difference Babbel between Deliberate peaks Slivered and scattered ships    Littered literates spread through splattered ṣ̵͗t̴̩͛r̷̲̓ị̵̋p̶͔̑ṡ̶͈ Saying goes: Man Move Mountains   Man move ounces (Tilled forests raise foundries) Alex Taught to push :   Immortal as Icarus Legend so rigorous Now we all Sisyphus, **** (̴͖͝Ď̵̫è̴͉a̵̝͑d̵̝̄ ̶͙͗n̵̞͋ẹ̴̌v̶̡͋ę̵̈́r̸̩̀ ̵̗͝d̸̮͝e̷̳͂a̷̙͊d̶̰̉ ̵̢͝ț̵̿h̶̹̑ê̴̥ ̷̨̿l̷̲̍e̵̘̓g̸͉͑e̴͚̊n̵̜̕ḏ̸͌ ̸͖̿å̶̞c̷̬͐c̷̹̈́o̵̹͐ú̵̩n̶͇͠ṭ̴͋ ̶̹̇f̵̫͋o̴̙͛r̴̮̾ ̴̲͠t̵̫̊h̸͓̾i̷͓͒ś̸͙ ̶̛̣)̶̛̯ Still find people weird... Times where clowns Seem see-through. Where seams of seas and deeds for these Grow Seeds from Scenes My Gurus breathe through. Winds sweep up as the Moment pounces Bullet quick through Money pouches Still indigo here too remind that : We Is stronger than I **** is stronger than high When hearts are aligned Lead song from the mind Never seem to last forever Got em all  waiting for a blast of clever Listen close : Hard  to dine and dash in error Oh god of media × just trying to cash in terror Oh god please raise me up × The stairs from Saint to Sinner... Or was it Sinner to Saint? Call it trial and error × With Mystical p̴̩̀a̶̺̓ḯ̴̦n̸͚͒t̸̪͝ Expert alchemical bearer I'll be the standard I bear up Of owning all my moments This sin that I tear up Putting my palms feet, (My hands, words, my deeds) Towards all souls atoning Raising grace like the moments laced God on my tongue, Just Keeping pace with the aftertaste I'm a blinded Ace with a savage case So the doc says hydrate till the drips replaced Better stay braced cause we laying waste ( **** ) Spiky v̵̥̆ḭ̸͆r̵̰̂u̵̙͋š̸̟ covid space (fuuuuck) Now: I may pace in place considering vagrant states   Dey don raised a case to obliterate mental waste But we ****** up with them Crowley ways to play Blood, ****** Mag̵͈̕ḯ̸͓k̵̳͠, *** for  days Corrupted plays.... So far from grace Figured Paradise Lost So we prayed through sprays Blinded by Lazer Raves While (we) Distract for daze When The chemical stays But I called myself a hero, A chemical Brave... More like brazen youth Surrendered my mind eye and tooth Question, am I denying truth? Jesus was I denying you? Why it takes the loss of a youth And you saving him for me buy in to ... The weight of a soul, that's the buy-in foo. So we: Mostly Replaced grass with gratitude Replaced *** with attitude Replaced mind with knowing you Looking outside for help ain't betraying true We can't know it all that's just the lay man's t̸̢̗̞̣̟͕̣̹̭̟̻̬̒̍̒̐͐͛̆̈́̎̅̔̾r̵̺̯̞̩͕̳̘̗̗̗̝͖̯̝̾̒̀͒͆͗͘u̵̢̢͔͖͔͍̤͂̈́̽̐͗̎͐́̉̑̓́̕t̷̨̛͇̻̙̻̖͔͕̪͍̣̟̜̰̙̉̉̏͗̎̊̀̒͆̊́͋h̷̛̗̙̟̟̠̫̳̦̽̈̀̃̊͋͌͆̀̚͝.̶͍͕̩̘͎͑
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 6:12 PM UTC
Following F̴̲̾͑í̵̯͠n̷̞̋͗e̸̱̎̀ ̸̪͂́L̵̫͆̀ḭ̶̭͛n̵̤̘̈́e̵̳͊s̷͕̞̒̒
Fall into the melody... Fall away from the felony... M̵̧̞̦̪̦͈̖̭̣̃̋͗̈̓́͆̓̈́͌̃̈́ͅḿ̵̢͖̟̩̱̯̦̮̜̘̮̰͎͈̠͊̿̒̔͐͛̔́̊͋͜ͅh̵̛͚̦̙̻̙͕̲͈̻̹̃̑͌̊͂͊̇̎̂̐͗̔̕̕̕͠h̵̡̳̹̼̯̙͔̞̯͕̽͑̈́͐͗̈́̀͗̀͒͐̓̚͘̕ͅm̶̟͚͎̲͎̳̳̰̳̤̮͗̀͐͝ͅͅh̷̨͉̙͚̱͖͔͈͖̼̠̮̟͆̂͗͛͐̽̓̿͊̊̚̚͠͝ę̸̨̛̘̮̘͔̳̰̟͎̯͎̭͎̝̐͊̑̌̀̓̌̓̽̎̒͘̚h̷̨̪̖͍͚̩̣̼͍̲̲̜̻͒͛̈͐ ̸̨̨̛͙͈̝̦͙̺̪̹̘̫͇͕̩̫͋̐̋̚͠m̵̨̛͔̰̹̬̯̦̥͇̰̺̖͔͆͛̐̆̋̈́͒̈̍̎͗͜h̸̡͇͍̫͈̔͆͗̇͛͜͝h̵̢̥͇̼̟͙̗̪̺̹̖̞̾͑̈͑̓̍͛̂̍̋̌̚͜h̴̛͖͎̦̳̪͔̮͍̫̯̯̜̱̹̐͑̄̃̉̽̂͒̏͗͝ḩ̷̲̭͈̜̮͖͜͜͝ͅh̷̭̥̜̜̙́́̈͛̎̏̃͘͠ȕ̴̙̰͔̞̄ú̴̡̹̮̦̠̐̈́͆͂̀͌̚͜ͅŭ̴͓͙̗̝͔̍̑̿̀̽̇̊͑̅͘͘̚͝͠ͅͅͅu̵̖̰̱̗̬̳͊̇̈́̀̂̿̃͒͛͐̇͐̓͠h̶̡̛̜͉͉̥̻͈͓̱͉̣̀̿̀̊̇̐̈̀̽̈́͗̕̚:̴̢̛͇̤͕̎̇̂̎́͆̐͐́̅͒͠ Following fine lines But still, find myself Lost in the trees Following these Rivers of difference Babbel between Deliberate peaks Slivered and scattered ships    Littered literates spread through splattered ṣ̵͗t̴̩͛r̷̲̓ị̵̋p̶͔̑ṡ̶͈ Saying goes: Man Move Mountains   Man move ounces (Tilled forests raise foundries) Alex Taught to push :   Immortal as Icarus Legend so rigorous Now we all Sisyphus, **** (̴͖͝Ď̵̫è̴͉a̵̝͑d̵̝̄ ̶͙͗n̵̞͋ẹ̴̌v̶̡͋ę̵̈́r̸̩̀ ̵̗͝d̸̮͝e̷̳͂a̷̙͊d̶̰̉ ̵̢͝ț̵̿h̶̹̑ê̴̥ ̷̨̿l̷̲̍e̵̘̓g̸͉͑e̴͚̊n̵̜̕ḏ̸͌ ̸͖̿å̶̞c̷̬͐c̷̹̈́o̵̹͐ú̵̩n̶͇͠ṭ̴͋ ̶̹̇f̵̫͋o̴̙͛r̴̮̾ ̴̲͠t̵̫̊h̸͓̾i̷͓͒ś̸͙ ̶̛̣)̶̛̯ Still find people weird... Times where clowns Seem see-through. Where seams of seas and deeds for these Grow Seeds from Scenes My Gurus breathe through. Winds sweep up as the Moment pounces Bullet quick through Money pouches Still indigo here too remind that : We Is stronger than I **** is stronger than high When hearts are aligned Lead song from the mind Never seem to last forever Got em all  waiting for a blast of clever Listen close : Hard  to dine and dash in error Oh god of media × just trying to cash in terror Oh god please raise me up × The stairs from Saint to Sinner... Or was it Sinner to Saint? Call it trial and error × With Mystical p̴̩̀a̶̺̓ḯ̴̦n̸͚͒t̸̪͝ Expert alchemical bearer I'll be the standard I bear up Of owning all my moments This sin that I tear up Putting my palms feet, (My hands, words, my deeds) Towards all souls atoning Raising grace like the moments laced God on my tongue, Just Keeping pace with the aftertaste I'm a blinded Ace with a savage case So the doc says hydrate till the drips replaced Better stay braced cause we laying waste ( **** ) Spiky v̵̥̆ḭ̸͆r̵̰̂u̵̙͋š̸̟ covid space (fuuuuck) Now: I may pace in place considering vagrant states   Dey don raised a case to obliterate mental waste But we ****** up with them Crowley ways to play Blood, ****** Mag̵͈̕ḯ̸͓k̵̳͠, *** for  days Corrupted plays.... So far from grace Figured Paradise Lost So we prayed through sprays Blinded by Lazer Raves While (we) Distract for daze When The chemical stays But I called myself a hero, A chemical Brave... More like brazen youth Surrendered my mind eye and tooth Question, am I denying truth? Jesus was I denying you? Why it takes the loss of a youth And you saving him for me buy in to ... The weight of a soul, that's the buy-in foo. So we: Mostly Replaced grass with gratitude Replaced *** with attitude Replaced mind with knowing you Looking outside for help ain't betraying true We can't know it all that's just the lay man's t̸̢̗̞̣̟͕̣̹̭̟̻̬̒̍̒̐͐͛̆̈́̎̅̔̾r̵̺̯̞̩͕̳̘̗̗̗̝͖̯̝̾̒̀͒͆͗͘u̵̢̢͔͖͔͍̤͂̈́̽̐͗̎͐́̉̑̓́̕t̷̨̛͇̻̙̻̖͔͕̪͍̣̟̜̰̙̉̉̏͗̎̊̀̒͆̊́͋h̷̛̗̙̟̟̠̫̳̦̽̈̀̃̊͋͌͆̀̚͝.̶͍͕̩̘͎͑
Divine Grime Meditation
#truth#epilepsy#funeral#legendsneverdie#meditate#divine#grime#heaven#hell#christ
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 6:12 PM UTC
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