Process of prowess, I started to bow less, asking just how best, the energy from shows knows synergy will plow stress, the combination of my job with cadence, the inflation of my preservation curves the words I'm saying, no delaying so I'm simply praying, skimpy my dismay so not a wimpy day can pay, it's strong stray, limping to convey my array, a second guess of insecurity, fury is furious in all obscurity that wont be curing me, purity, purely sure and surely will never be surly, lures me out of struggle though it's subtle cause sometimes I cuddle in puddles, hassled by just the travel from this shallow shadow to reach perfection so my perception slept with some deception, your repression, of depression, is only based off your own conception and reception of your own oppression, learn this lesson.