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I am in a collision of dominos I fell on to the dislike of one, words were etched known truths but like puppets they suspended me on the ropes of what was warned now I am holding my own on a cascade of eventual obscurity whims of singularity that delegate to the masses fall on me with much weight but I am not of subtle innuendoes, I care not for those doors shut for you only impede yourselves of not reading my verses. When one is the voice of many and all fall into the oblivion of there words, I do not hear them drop, I heed not there linguistically challenged sense. Saying a true that you are not the master of me I will ink more words. I don't care what ill winds you spread.
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Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
The Dominos Are Falling Upon Me
I am in a collision of dominos I fell on to the dislike of one, words were etched known truths but like puppets they suspended me on the ropes of what was warned now I am holding my own on a cascade of eventual obscurity whims of singularity that delegate to the masses fall on me with much weight but I am not of subtle innuendoes, I care not for those doors shut for you only impede yourselves of not reading my verses. When one is the voice of many and all fall into the oblivion of there words, I do not hear them drop, I heed not there linguistically challenged sense. Saying a true that you are not the master of me I will ink more words. I don't care what ill winds you spread.
The dominos fall I was banned for rightful words now others follow a false profit, well I`m a non believer so ***** you and your sheep to the slaughter of word, cry me a river cos ill not swim it ill **** in it, forgetting your immaturity and you can swim in your own words
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Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
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