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Jan 2020 · 31
Manifest Destiny
Cyclone Jan 2020
Commentary spills past the hills does it ****, no it sparks a thrill, anxiously escaping while my patience just places still, indeed my will, maybe to chilled to catch its conscience, I'm taking losses while my bosses costing me to taunt this, must admit it is daunting not much haunting, wanting to be flaunting, but stick the caution to this quad it's only meant for causing, me to be a common figure pondering bout what's right or wrong, should already know what makes me go and flow to carry on, speak in tongues but I'm young so I'm still not saved, must be grown in spirituality to help my days, change my ways so he stays, concentrate on faith, travel to the beach and preach on my present state.
Jan 2020 · 35
OCD
Cyclone Jan 2020
OCD
Compulsive, actions impulsive, my behavior had worked in my favor, but catch me later saying prayers, I feel I'm wavered, for every moment I had savored, I'm instituted but substituted, convoluted them others prove it, concerning movement, but through assuming, you catch me glooming but somewhat blooming, but how I'm doing, stare in my eyes and focus on pulses, my heart is pacing and always racing to be compulsive.
Cyclone Jan 2020
My family tree is losing it's branches.. but chances of me to leave em alone?, I cut off what doesn't belong simply, as long as we get along, you represent what still bears fruit which I judge by, you'll last, for many seasons due to reasons that your labor stays true to our tradition, we're fruitful, the bad apples exposed trying to be what they aren't, their pride blocks our nature, which is truly an art, I try to get the other trees to plant our seeds of wisdom cause I notice that their offspring seemed to lack a vision, as far as this goes, I can't handle the nightmare, they stare at them blind to legacy which can bite back, and might smack mine out of peacetime, mad cause I feel our proximity was closer than it appeared, mainly, the single mother home which I resent but never had solutions to present to my discomfort, I wanna confront, but I notice her son, carries weight upon his shoulders that was too much for one, I fear his future deeply, technically mad at the mother who was creepy to me cause I feel she sleeps on it, the man of the house, but it's sad how the disciplined child can make the worst parent, and it's apparent, in most, not all, so I can only hope, and pray, someday, it is the other way, for me, but who am I, to judge?.. your next door neighbor that holds a grudge, if I tried the 50/50 I would never knew what hit me, so I knew the 80/20 rule was what had bit me, do the math, then we all failed as a whole, cause over half lost control, that's deep, I should've paid attention cause I knew that it was on to something, now I understand why I couldn't handle nothing.
Jan 2020 · 31
Like Father Like Son
Cyclone Jan 2020
The parents gift to cherish what they bring to life has somewhat perished, so what I'm bearing is a daring towards my inner caring, eliminate sharing through this pairing brings a greater difference, when I held him in my arms I saw a new appearance, not physical state but mental mind his potential declined, is he losing how we shined torrential tears now cries in eyes from circumstantial essentials I can't even handle, my thoughts say dismantle my scandals in my mean parental, though I can't stand to find the man to grow, I still must plan to, be the candle that he needs to lead him to substantial LIFE.
Jan 2020 · 34
Moses
Cyclone Jan 2020
Pursuing my mission while trying to extricate from arrows, it seems I am seemingly stuck in treason facing Pharaoh, the path seems it's narrow, but spread the sea and watch my folks escape, heaven's sake, it feels so fake, but it is never late, for our fate to reinflate and evil dissipates, so we take what we are given and we don't debate, take a plate that's made of stone and carve the rules infantry must follow, we fight wars till tomorrow, but our faith strikes down the sorrow, empty skies are so hollow, this Apollo sets forth the throttle, speed right up and might bobble with my leadings, but I'm proceeding, with a legacy that's feeding and intriguing, one's who are pleading, so I witness no bleeding, in this reading, see what I'm heeding, is a spiritual meeting with the greeting, coming from eating words of wisdom, decision is the wishing to fulfill my missions to enjoy this good living while I'm giving to be well driven.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Acrobatic acts are active, flexible, textual, intellectual, ready for your gimmicks that mimic in this Olympic show, finish for encouraging citizens in my residence, the support is evident check in it's wide out prevalence, best in it will meet to the qualifications, thank my patience, through this matrix, blatant behavior opposes what I'm taking, watch the making, of open dreams shatter to what it seems is a scheme, take the meme given and passed to riddled teams, vivid themes shows a nose must not smell what it knows when its dozed, open past obvious stockiest odors that make it close, head to toes, sense for the foes that blows the highs to lows out of proportion, watch for extortion, fortunes mean to pose threats to scholars prepped for tech, and acrobats, check for where your heart is at and study stats that tell the facts.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Can you clarify demonic dares of I? No? Why? Cause you're too terrified to try in both eyes, succeed the freed temptation now you are left escaping, but yes we both know you can't hide besides I'm waiting, to test your chest of stints of strength, the length and width, if you can beat me then you've hit me, my myths are it, now you continue praising GOD for GOD is good, and now my words are gone for good yet understood.
Jan 2020 · 34
The Hands Of Time
Cyclone Jan 2020
Through the hands of time, you see my plans unwind, and that's fine, because a secret sparks a deeper dark crime, it's the selections through these sessions that are hard to tell, but see I favor honesty, so I execute spells, pretty well, these jail cells tell the tales of one's hell, but don't unveil when they fail the bail, of an innocent male, kind to sunshine, results in them blind, they can't rewind cause the shine minds one's who have died, can't say you tried cause the trials saw you effortlessly, selfishly ignoring facts through this hacked track, it's helping to see that you were fine mentally, now every guilt comes centered on thee, that killed the shadow of he, so let false evidence delete, now it's not bound to repeat, because it tasted defeat.
Jan 2020 · 27
Imbalance
Cyclone Jan 2020
Study the science of alliance then judge my clients on their reliance, watch my shadow fight different battles while reflections tattle, follow me to the hollow tree the knowledge be, hidden inside its eyes wise sorrows be, through sociology, biology mutates from true face, watch a blue face stem from two mates that were caught in flu case, escape is too late, this tainted cool aid makes a fool ache, now watch the rules take my soul through holes that pose the new quakes, I'm bout to lose faith, but angels tell me lose my pure hate, cause this world's two faced, and love will lead you to those two gates.
Jan 2020 · 30
My Emotions
Cyclone Jan 2020
My emotions give me potions with motions that sparks the notion, that if I die, I'm potent while moving free still promoting, a boasting devotion to my soul, GOD is the essence towards my life, if I show presence, pressing, lessons, down my stressing, blessings light, my whole flight, live it right, day and night, live to tell, what emotions did for me cause now I'm free and living well.
Cyclone Jan 2020
The moment I do something right, something wrong happens in the process. So what am I?

I'm just lost in inferior place, disguising compromising, just depriving spiritual taste, I'm face to face with reflection of my section, affection, ain't the thing I'm now inspecting, so I'm helping my exit, in my complexion, I'm electing they control all my dreams, so call me nuisance cause intruding plays us not how it seems, a triple beam weighs the scheme of my conscience tonight, so by low levels, I am proved as wrong, when will I be right?
Jan 2020 · 19
Power In the Tongue
Cyclone Jan 2020
The one scratch came up off the image the tongue spat, we come back and focus on the words that was sung strapped, these dumb cats spoke right off the image they witness, now in an instant, it's a gimmick between death and the living, and how they swimming just depends on they love for this action, so if you rapping pistol blasting, it's a chance that it happens, amongst a living soul, death beholds, off what was sung, I guess the Proverbs, he had not heard bout the power in tongue.
Jan 2020 · 21
Our Own Method Of Attack
Cyclone Jan 2020
In mind I scope a picture, with words you quote the scripture, you did whatever had fit you, but still the people missed you, but you were brave in mind, it's like you craved the vines, and for me, it's like I stood free cause I saved my whines, the heart in you will shine, cause through the good and bad, you had given the vision that I had never had, the marks from sharks don't drag, the heart that sparked the words, although you were rarely heard, GOD knows just what you deserve.
Jan 2020 · 51
Selling Souls
Cyclone Jan 2020
These artists' posters are the closest things that capture your best, cause the success will possess breath with premature death, it's not confessed, but it's dressed in the fatal portrayals, like a fable, one's not able to resist this on cable, I'm at the table, hoping to stay stable, look what this sin took, they've been booked, shaping what they bend in their input, offend nooks, now it seems seclusion has been shook, we lend crooks books that are hooked and then cooked, and now loose, seduced, recluse and then reduced, proof, from the coup that had looped and made our troops truce to get hooped, drooped in moose soup, goofed and times duce swooped in scooped ****.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Unique how it's loaded and coded, poses of a poet, Imagery was one of his victories how he showed it, but how he sold the bleak with tenderness is ironic, light went with the pain, but timidness darkened sonnets, I ponder how this poet's one wonder had heightened thunder, claps of his aggressiveness stressing the risk of blunder, though no other sketches his place of distinct taste, and if they did they face a trace of missed mistakes.
Jan 2020 · 60
Black Hole
Cyclone Jan 2020
Impoverished, not polished, call me dishonest, will just must not astonish so it cannot accomplish, broken my promise, rises of monikers, sonics of chronics splurge, affecting my every word, defining demonic slurs, evil surreal surge, exile my trials first, piles of files disperse.
Jan 2020 · 47
Resistance
Cyclone Jan 2020
Contributing my constitution to your illusions...was misconception infecting to make your arguments get fraudulent?, brought a bargain to a sergeants bliss and flawed assists, oh my gosh, a twist, a bonds' a *****, is dawn a myth?, shall you con to skip, pawn my grip, so I slip?, and make a revolution necessary temporarily, things we alter come to falter if it spars in altars, never fulfilling but is killing further growth in partners.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Dehydration from the vibrations of citations that dried occasions, hide my patience, die sedation, I want just gyration, why administrate not knowing fate we all debate?, keep your eyes peeled to conceal sense of shield, maybe a quotes appeal soaks it's deal from it's origins, study how we collect culture from beyond the foreign, in this present time, a sentence rhymes if it chimes, a quote will be sublime if it shows its time defined.
Jan 2020 · 80
Pimped Not?!
Cyclone Jan 2020
Ambition in his mission was heart of a ****, prohibition soul driven was colder defense, bolder your glimpse in a sense may make it seem tense, but all these problems to your tolerance makes solemn so it's calm and dense, your offence was the way you cater, you knew the taper path you took by saying prayers would dissolve betrayers, your appreciation secedes with form of lead, withdrawing from the wrongs that preceded and just retreaded.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Blended with intended mends of tenderness, I send for bliss, every stroke I paddle, I must travel for your lavish kiss, perfect is my fantasy but searching for the sanity, opposes with humanity that closes in the vanity, stand with me as I proceed, poetry unfolds my need, lonely, I'm a phony acting coldly but I boldly heed, for a WOMAN'S coming so I summon blushing when we're touching, clutching with affection, my impression mentions love's intentions.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Tell me, if I'm worthy of plans with a ***** hand, others they are early but never certain just earning grands, a deserving is bland for a man that works his hands off demands and seems to can his true command, he was deep in a hypocritical being, so someone save him he's seeing ***** reciprocal dreaming, and his bosses that's scheming, yeah they're dreaming too, cause if they prize concealing one's self esteem, then the demons brew, if my philosophys' soft to see, then you'd probably too, throw me in a phony crew, lonely so I can't pursue, work where it was needed to feed my thirsty plans, punishing my early stand, cleaning off my ***** hands.
Jan 2020 · 22
My Portrait
Cyclone Jan 2020
My portrait, painted insanely, but can you pay me?, lame can't attain the same blame as shame, what if stained with vein of pain, what was the theme?, talent that is challenged, the balance won't match the scheme, to be true supreme, your dreams must be a team, and never demeaned unless it's not redeemed, so if well esteemed by self, it is a portrait, and should be well afforded, accorded, you should endorse it.
Jan 2020 · 43
Conjuctions
Cyclone Jan 2020
Maybe I conjunct to stunt, bunch functions, wide assumptions, never set aside something, we ate at luncheons, interruptions junction my sentence of style, my apprentice soon defiles, browse, to arouse then you douse all the sounds oblique, parallel excels to complete physique, asymmetrical failed and withheld my reach, how's my build when crippled and I shriveled my cheeks?, sustain your thrill to fill what was killed in junctions, dump the punch of eruptions corrupting stunts of functions.
Jan 2020 · 49
Stained Broken Glass
Cyclone Jan 2020
My stained broken glass, chains of gold, plain brass is cast, through the past where I masked trash that's mass, the images are vast, peep my stash, cash grew fast, I grasped kilos, in this predicament, my sentiment was brash steelo, and though my wishing was assistance they had cashed zeros, you call me hero, wouldn't see so in my task, breathe slow!, cause in my diesel, you would see your enemy, pillow, there to smother you and thunder shoot your glass window, so better come to sense and never tense your last willow, cause it will better suit in helping you to have a still flow.
Jan 2020 · 25
The 7 Seas
Cyclone Jan 2020
Afar and aboard, I afford to put forth my chords, I'm never short, but swords can cut scores in fours, addicted to taking tours, depicted as tracing floors, the pure sensation is sore but dedication means more, so celebrations get bore, deliberation is stored, and to the seas- the breeze is how I seize the shores, to pick and please, it breeds some picky seeds and ******, so take some heed to breeds that work to lead and score, you wish to tease your weeds, well never grease your pores, and when you open your door, the tour you're scoping will soar.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Fruitfulness in the peach, waters roaring the beach, I find in every section the introspection that speaks, do I contain my leaks, of course, I'm barely planted, making it through, expanding my efforts to help the planet, giver that's empty handed, can stand it, because he's bandaged, blessed in every test by the zest that killed his pest, comfortable in the nest, I stretch to raise my eggs, merely and comparably sharing to those that beg, made with leveled head, executing the deeds, he's freed because he bleeds his greed, so he can heed THE CREED.
Cyclone Jan 2020
We judge the prejudice people as treacherous that move impetuous, this exodus tracking is trapping texts when less complexed our must, to search for trust, I feel as such we pack the lies, and capitalize our urge to try and fly while loved ones die, so we all fry, and prize disguise as wise will climb and realize, the real sky, is bills shy, from being where the ills hide, so implied, we trace our taste and waste our space on what's cased, and we face, a certain struggle that brings trouble constantly, and we're consciously, responsibly, demons in the wrong to sheep, that gone to sleep, our bond to peace, broken as we choke the streets, what spoke to me provoked the free to note their oaths was ghosts to peace.
Jan 2020 · 46
Accomplishments
Cyclone Jan 2020
Let accomplishments caution exhaustion, and be astonishing, though quickly abolishing what's not audible, provable, solving and solemn, the problems' vague if necessities not bringing out the best in me to test my plead, the greed will lead if not freed, must conceive so you relieve with elements to breathe made to feed, all your forms that never reached norms, instead exhausting sense, soon dispense knowledge in swarms to form accomplishments.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Emancipate my synopsis, acknowledging polished pictures, eradicate tarnished harvests regardless of starving scriptures, though still the will is considered delivering killer figures, the filler must not get bigger cause then we shiver from bitter conditions, in this position where feeling free brought you misery, grasp my hand to incision a clearer vision to liberty, polishing, shining pictures in diamond rivers, considered what we delivered as scripture is just, without the filler.
Cyclone Jan 2020
As usual, it's cool that we knew the few that were beautiful, problem is we're new to the thought of two, so the plot is drew, young men that recommend her welcome in, but it's seldom done, our tale is sung, we failed as one, we should slay this sensation to save relationships, relations where this frame has gripped caters in our favor, ****!, never believed you when you told me you would pay her rent, clever as you made her smile, never will you raise your child, just a layered affair, where you only played her, bound to call you *** while later haters hate and call you "player", faced another varied episode, told in fire, narratives somehow conspire liars where we should go higher.
Jan 2020 · 52
Fuck Peace?
Cyclone Jan 2020
Taking a shot, when you seeing glocks heating the spots, but will the flocks stop pops when the bodies will drop?, and though my question is rhetorical, historical speaks, cause in this orbital, our sources claim abortions to peace, I lay deceased while they preach bout their efforts to reach, that's why my vibe is prescribed with a dose of raw hide, my flawed side just relies on a cry that's despised, so in my eyes, prophesize that I'll be a small size, in the wake of distractions that endorses subtractions, cause a soul gets torched from the force of an action!
Cyclone Jan 2020
Holding on, golden arms charm, but my silver jewels cruel as a swamped pool, and fueled duels with its rules, was cool, but now my wool is against me, promising to get me, now it doesn't fit me, wished it missed me, assist me with a Cadillac, Corduroys that rattle caps, and tattle mac this hassle strap!, instead it scraps a rack, never lacks a trap of crap, now I gotta battle back, saddle facts and tackle tax, but can't paddle back the penalty of golden arms, better be just scolding harm, never like me holding on.
Jan 2020 · 27
Overcoming Enemies
Cyclone Jan 2020
Subliminal never minimal, criminals feeling free, sensible exponential expendables killing me, thing that was thrilling me is they masses out tasking me, though passion outweighs they, fasting what lasting ******* they be, crashing, gashing they beat, the peace, the streets don't hold, so off with a lone soul, this hole, condones gold, quick postpone clones, they grown, but own loans, flown, the drones blown to prone things you done sown.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Teasing the growing season is ceasing our birth, let pleasing breezes be the reason the peaches will teach us what it's worth, bleeding seeds are displeasing to work, and damaged branches puts the chances of stances enhancing plants to thirst, the present curse makes the future worse, to counter first brought a search to a Earth that had been dispersed, but it's silence means it never worked, so then again we tease, what has never had a chance to breathe.
Jan 2020 · 70
Venturous Soul
Cyclone Jan 2020
Reception of my conception was testing the schemes with the questions, I never became it's possession if it led to stressing, of course oppression is a lesson learned if it's earned, if you flexed the term, Quest, was the next concern, adjourned to it's burns, kept risks that could've slept, every single step, heavy breaths, tingled reps, though a mingled text, brought you amateur perception, brighter words could've served you a pure reception.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Less government intervention, but increased public safety protection, no more scams or lack of attention, we need serious and focused elections, no criminals in our residence, no liars elected as president, we need facts so we know that it's evident, delete some taxes, cause we know they are prevalent, delete the battle tween donkeys and elephants, we know it's fake anyway plus it's negligent, get rid of coke and all of those who are selling it, these are some problems that we have, I'm just telling it, government needs to put more in education, lock up murderers stop giving probation, this is a must you have to do for this nation, instead the president is taking vacations, there is a want that we have and that's greed, I'm begging mercy ****, I'm down on both knees, the more I ask no one still hears my plead, this ain't a want *****, this **** here we need.
Jan 2020 · 31
No Guarantees
Cyclone Jan 2020
How absurd was asserting the sureness of courtesy, there's no promises, a bond will admonish the certainty, with eternity, curving the serving with burning furnace, I can't deny occurrence cause pureness would be assurance, thinning with endurance won't guarantee you insurance, look at how disparity complicating the clarity, policy will silence thee, compensating you terribly, would you show me courtesy thinking bout what you heard from me?
Jan 2020 · 37
Dysfunctional Kingdom
Cyclone Jan 2020
Dozens claiming that they cousins crave for different faces, our kings and queens were the basics, Jack's and aces complicated races, your debating brought you contemplating, you a failure in deck of cards, regard scars detonating, a claim for space came from a question tasting, a value turned bittersweet by the reason treason made us trading places, so can I seek some power picture painting?, probably not cause when I stopped, I saw a drop in my communication, and so I'm fainting cause my cases traced a blank sensation, vogue seized, I'm not intrigued, from the grace evading.
Jan 2020 · 29
I Was Eavesdropping
Cyclone Jan 2020
Critical acclaim is the same as a child's game, never cross the line or force a rhyme, it scars their brain, rolling dice is the spice that can get you sliced, as you sacrifice the price, you can suffer twice, cause a fuss over trust when you're on the bus, brings a gust of unjustified dust that will make you lust, think of such from a simple touch that clutched the ground, and caused a pound in this town that was full of clowns, but the frowns killed the sound, still the jokes on you, gasping and breathing for a reason, nothing's coasting you through, homeboys get phone poised and they roasting you too, close to tasting suffocation and you choke turn blue, that's why it takes time to form fore you swarm up a crew, have lunch, brunch with the bunch don't punch in too soon, anyway you may pay never wait up a due, cause things change and acclaim never claims THE FEW.
Cyclone Jan 2020
One who strays pays the simplest phrase, that he lived his life decayed, estranged from taking center stage, a blurry haze seemed to save face, strange place, that's how the pain taste, lame waste, same race, his deed to save grace paved his case to embrace, the trace of a space, lies cased, eyes paced, for a wider mind of his kind in this time, free the course inclined, to remind binds to twine.
Jan 2020 · 26
What's Left?
Cyclone Jan 2020
Numerous solutions, lost and now it's nothing, reality is stunning, abundance can be redundant, help me, my stomachs numbing, clutching something, the panics summoned, wasn't my, plan to get bands of stranded dozens from puzzling brands of hundreds, answers to questions that kept us stressing now a vague confession, comes from a lesson like I was even with the seas neglecting, this lands odd way erecting problems with its persecution, so lack of resolutions, means there's no solutions.
Cyclone Jan 2020
A lesson must be learned cause it burns to have no knowledge at all, come listen to my words youngsta, cause it hurts when you fall, you like to dream of "material wishes, fast cars and *******", never looking at your life in the past cause it add stitches, dozens of hurtful pictures, compared with jewelry and riches, I know which path you chose, I did it!, but take the time here to listen, if you be getting, winning fast, kicking *** to the system, you gon be getting hell to pay, something you were not wishing, itching for, be loyal to the game, slowly advance, go to the door, you see some rappers, actors, celebrities, many more, that moved to fast, believe to achieve but watch your step, fast horses don't run long, you gotta learn to accept, and be satisfied, revitalize thoughts, hopes and dreams, world is to motivated, towards themselves is what it seems, faced with the demons, creaming, the concept, hear my scream, one against several million, a man that has no team, feigning for better views on fame, but I come short and fall, try to scream mercy to suckas over me, they reply "hell naw!", only way out for me to end this life is through suicide, move very slowly youngsta cause demons after you and I, **** the whole industry, don't let them fools **** you, come with your mind set on nobody but you, I see a bigger man with GOD's morals I trust you, to be the one that changes the game and the fame fore they judge you.
Jan 2020 · 47
Murder-Suicide Quote
Cyclone Jan 2020
We're villains to the things we fall victim to.
Jan 2020 · 74
This Is Apocalypse
Cyclone Jan 2020
Score to pass this forecast that's more fast, plants start to pant, the light's scant for chloroplasts, force they *** to take course, remorse last, energy was source for corpses after they're born in this, like metamorphosis forfeiting, forcing four dwarfs into orphans, what's morphing this from going forth to distortion is extortion from taking vital portions, enforce a smile that is not beguiled, bleak miles in freestyles, speak now?!, off the top of my head that bred the lead that can burst heads, blood on our hands as the curse spreads, the first dead- worked meds that weren't sure- of their state, too late to cure, I deter to defer the blur, inferred its raid thicker, through my slur-I would fade the picture, laid down quicker but my craze just delays the glaze that stays, paraphrase cares depraved, ways waves- to this slave's conscience that's waived, code of conduct is fond of my wrongs abducting a buck for a day, but do I stay in the comfort of my own self?, no!, I steal to appeal to my gloam felt, and asking "What is wealth?".
Jan 2020 · 47
I Won't Play Hero
Cyclone Jan 2020
Your pair of eyes, must be paralyzed, tell me if I went too deep in my receipt that was repeating we survived, though we breached the biggest peak of true deceit that reached the sky, were we dead?, gone?, wrong about the songs that beat us blind?, catalyzing sense of rising, bright horizons might defy, the delusion we're refusing, all our pupils might be high, dying from the risk of trying, all your shying, I accept, cause the moment I embody ancient Romans, I get swept.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Blurry places, that's how we hurried cases, it's not pretend, want you to comprehend these gems and mend these worried faces, sips of thunderbird, I gripped it as I splurged, I saw the purge, but I heard, I'm reserved to swerve, to pits I cannot miss, diss bliss with every kiss, that's how we switched to a *****, pitched in every ditch, and so I hear you not, travel to my spot, but soon regret cause my jet left you to rot.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Instantly hitting me, spitting sick scenes of wit knit dreams, essence with honest presence, seconds of menacing the dense pretense theme, focusing, noticing quotas, though I'm woken, I'm at ease, to please means to freeze this breeze blowing trees to deepened seas, you'd think I'd sink to steepen this disease?, creative, though these invasive basics takes what's innovative, memes, but some already seen em though, drain a man's game now he strains his alter ego, me though, sees so much zero hero, some negroes and other people, keep those, elements, only peep them telling it efficiently, wonder if this **** will hit me instantly,
DISTANCE ME.
fore another exhibition ******* me, STITCHING ME.
Cyclone Jan 2020
Indulgence with these differences I see, though convulsions brought us bolding and withholding what we plea, just understand the concept of free, it does not exist, may sound like it's just some kind of twist, but you can't resist this, counterfeits slip right into sight, so I was kind of sick coming into light, hype, you might have typed, to ignite my need to pause, expect, no effect, but I sure had known the cause, these flaws involves claws scratching raw laws drawled, they're thick but just depict just how it hit jaws, I saw it and couldn't draw it, so I sure had missed the clause, blow straws that's weak, peak inner freak with applause, it gnawed at bods, bras, won't be the thing they loosen, choosing for those illusions, yeah I got why they were bruising, glee, but me too, something I can't see through, shoo, I'm blind boo, vision has no time to *****.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Follow the leader but never creep any deeper cause he seeks to keep his reaper for ones who peeping to reach his teasers, like wide receivers, I'm only reading the the routes I got, never spit I'm hot in a pit of shock or I'm getting shot, if they drop, you hop, and plot your execution to reach your conclusion that they was losing from too much fusion, have no delusions, illusions of bruising pukes' you're fluted, rigged as you fidget, you dig it?, you live like you disputed, with your bail, compel well, this calls for yah, not just yourself, but all's health, for all lawyers.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'll play your game of pressure, your gestures' my lecture, lesser only proves nothing's tender, remember I'm the student, you're professor, times are hoping we fly steep to die deep, wide ***** when my eyes open and mind sleep, some creep to peep the pleasure instant with no resistance, but I must listen to keep it sizzling, persist existence, here comes the vision with slick precision, I know I'm getting, this women's wisdom has me forgiving cause she got rhythm, although it's plain, this is a game men never win, cause when they're close, they catch a dose of hoes sins, so I begin to celebrate and guess her fate, she makes or breaks my gate when she participates.
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