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Apr 2020
High on ecstasy
My heart, itself is a conspiracy
My opinion is my courtesy
Rather than to be twisted like the American chopsy
Infected Imagination is my report of the autopsy
Locked myself down, gained my own privacy
Some try to copy my flow, call it the piracy
Word coming out of my pen like it belongs to the dictionary
And the **** I write is no fictionary.
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul
Have a future
have a goal
I'm on the faster roll
Few laughing at me trying to stop me "LOL".
Furious than the python from Burma
My ****'s so hard it's been ******* the karma
I'm grinding so hard that I'm skipping the drama.
Thoughts so loud I can't sleep till four
Heisting the growth, chaos is what I'm hungry for
Thugging through ride
Thugging through the life
And I'm scoring for the more
Hardest in the core
Like I'm the 500 nitro express bore
Don't go through my summary
You might feel sore
Take a deeper dive and you'll soar
And no more I have to say cause
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul.
Getting pretty good with my game
Syllables are the one in blame
This might sound pretty lame
But I ain't the one to be tame
Going shotgun, 12 gauge to be frame
Yet again here I came
My beard is my mane
Lion to be particular, reach is the same
Neither I wanted the crown nor my name was in fame
Let me slow down a bit, I already lifted it like I'm a crane
One thing for sure that this is not the end
Cause now I've gone Insane
Ain't nothing much left to say cause
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul.
Abhishek Gautam
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Abhishek Gautam  21/M/Lost in my mind
(21/M/Lost in my mind)   
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