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Feb 2015
The angel of death cliff hanging at the angle of debt
Exhibiting the collapse of the economy class
Letters to words a palm to a hand
You only know what you are told first hand
Like a raven bleeding the pack of wolves
Divine language from a flock of doves
Speech convention on Human Rights
As if we didn't already knew we existed
Bubble in your nationality for identity
That's where i was born not the blood within me
From my understanding that's identification entity
I dipped my heart in titanium since i hold it in front of me
Aura bump with a palm reader to have a better understanding
A free consultation but charged too much many
Now my mind is up all night to unhexing the formula
An idiots guide to modern day Merlin topia
Prisoner of influential vibrations
The world is not enough so i remain indoors reading
Arm yourself and take yourself off the donors list
In the forties i was apart of Schindler's list
Two years since I've watched a TV sit__
Now i read medium with a blonde chick
Catch up with the times karmas scheduled on lime
I am no fool indefinite law of attract tools
Activated brain lending ears to my heart
Each syllable sends an interpersonal post card
An activist from quantum physics
Translated into a poetic script
Honesty is my language when lies were a habit
Poetry was always my main squeeze when i lost grip of my geology
Shunned by all around me because i choose not to discriminate
Why should God teach anyone the ways to the heavens
If we spend a lifetime on liquor up front and poker at eleven
All is well and may the dead rest well
My version of artificial speech communication
Words without colors but you get the punctuations
Now to close the portal to my brain mapping
It began with one sentence
From there i don't know what happened
I never really wrote poetry.
Michael Villarreal
Written by
Michael Villarreal  California
(California)   
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   Ariel Baptista
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