Thoughtfully hearing this blind dream, I cautiously try to steer cause I'm nearing its crime scene, voices from choices had poignancy, it may be annoying me, but it works just accordingly, it's toying me, so who's employing me, no one just but myself, I can claim to be getting help, but what's next when nothing is felt, DEALT!, with dying wealth, declining health had sadly, assassinated the rated least hated, so sugar stabbing me, instead of grabbing me, babbling with all her love, she's dabbing her way to having a SAVAGE known as a ****, but do I bug, no scrubs, stub, devotion see, songs that tells the heart, sets apart, I'm starting with potency, but how deep is my love when none promoting me, will I keep it cool, be a fool, by pulling the low in me, blowing its cover had lovers hovering, told the tree, I'm gone visit back with my gat and tap in this poetry, now pat my back as I snap by capping this dream by CHOICE, woke up and I broke up by choking on this demeaning VOICE.