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Softly now simmer down and listen proud to the questions presented now. My mind is an endless hourglass flipping constantly in and throughout time. Sand beats on glass with no escape from the rhythmic rhymes that paralyze hopeful signs. Cascade through centripetal forces that endorse the course that this bottle
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David killed a bear and a lion before the confrontation with Goliath Elisha had to burn his family’s farm before he could walk with Elijah. Joseph was a slave and lied upon before he was a ruler of a nation. I’m just a kid on an American street,
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Ever wonder where the wind is if ribbons didn’t move? Ever wonder how a song feels if it never found its groove? Ever heard a lie and knew it wasn’t the truth? Ever met a smart guy yet knew he was a fool? You can hear a snake
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This is the sleepless one, the deepest one, the breathless one. Consciousness is synonymous with thoughtfulness, I caution this with confidence. It's the light that cuts the dark abyss where motionlessness feels limitless. Fearfulness lost in this bonded fist is constant bliss to a broken wrist that dawns
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You call yourself a critical thinker? Ever question the perception of life from the cosmic elevation? Ever experience temptation during contemplation? Ever wonder why distraction comes to action as you figure out spiritual traction? Silently I watch and wonder, ponder on how to conquer informational plunder. Sunder thunder in explanations
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Trust me son, you don’t know shit. Let the sonic come, vibrations sure to hit. Quick - the titan comes. I know you feel sick. Watch the words and make sure you don’t miss. You’re feeling irrelevant, elephant in the room, poachers coming soon. Impending doom, walls
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Beauty truly shows up fully when engaged with unlimited movement. Let that inner voice smoothly reflect the letters of this arrangement. This is a new event for your amusement — I’ve made improvements to your recruitment. Inducement to your spirit's ear holes; I’m free to move cold,
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One of these times, I’m going to be right. Long days staying up all night to fight this fight that don’t feel right. Chest is tight, mouth don’t bite, numbness writes. Spiral from the denial of truths I should of swallowed. Hollow from the inside, hollows pressed
He’s a samurai immortalized by poltergeist. Notarize his cold blue eyes, rekindled of a former life. Reincarnated DOOM, swoons through the depth of your room. A big boom, warm tomb, cherry blossoms bloom. Zoom past the gloom and unearth the perfume of a monsoon. Perfectionist mirrors deflectionist, reflections split.
It’s topsy-turvy, loopy, droopy, kick back as I fast forward this movie. Whoopsie - I found the code for inducing the lucid feelings from the lunar movements. Truth has been sent, yet, we forget its presence again and again. I’ve seen a butterfly pimped. I’ve been in
Magniloquent speech becomes eloquent breaches, Teaches the epidemic to suspend the time it takes to unwind my pompous lines. On this monstrous tid bit I strive to be flawless a little bit. Cautious thoughtless progression is an escalation to my discretion. Vicissitudes shift the vibe off my mind’s riff.
I begin this trance simply - hypnotic. Symbolic for hyperbolic - hyperbole superb. Launch with superpowers - showers with thoughts. Think of you and me. She and he. Her and him, you and them, Can I ask who we are again? Dark night starts to spin. The Dark Knight arrives
This is not a ploy, this is the embodiment of connected joy. Grand rising to surprising new Christmas toys. Boys completed their journeys and refused to be yours. Girls fulfilled with secrets revealed - opening fresh doors Revere the new land at hand. Ruins are foundations for new plans. Ashes
There was once a boy who was trapped in a box. Quick witted known to outplay the fox. There was an air about him, an aura that grounded, that came with a pop. Coal not yet a diamond, loose toe in the socks. Foes surrounded him, trenches dug around, destruction
Small feet make large craters in the streets Weakness - apparition of defeated minds Mine born to shine Tempest winds born to die Hollowed out bodies call out of divine guidance His intervention - loosened grip on responsibility for your decisions Twisted wicked intentions deceived in misguided intuitions. I heard
What is the definition of been through hurt? What is a voice that hasn’t tasted dirt? What are these systems that perpetuate curse? Who would you say has been there first? Who would you choose to ride when it's time to do what it do? Who? Is
My heart beats. Hands shake. Breathing raspy. Leg bouncing, bouncing, bouncing. Counting down the imaginary rests I want to take. My head quakes. Shake loose the negative, cling to the positive. Advice makes the result feel preposterous. A violent whisper, a brush of fear A death match fighting back a
I was dreaming when I wrote this, forgive me if I go astray She walked through the out door, she wore a raspberry beret But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright And you say, “What have I got to lose” I say: Come to the park
Jimmi lived in the mountains, Anna lived in the sea. He filled his walls with pictures, She filled her hands with shells. Jimmi loved the sharp, clean air, Anna loved the way bubbles tangled in her hair. He walked the cliffside path, She swam beneath the foam. He saw the