sickness from the moments movements..i predict im only human// Reast your head to sleep the pain away..i feel insane today..// wake up to a cloud..of hopin that your still allowed..to express yourself, and live with dreams of having better health//
Repetitive motions..choking on the ropes i leaned against..leave me since nothing changes, appeal to lists, its all a strategy of..frictions depicting dialogue..try to hog a higher meaning? i kind of freezing and tired of feeding on the weekends//
a deep sense of need my allegance to achievments..leave them!..who needs um if your bleeding from and outer region//
sequences evolve as i elevate and try to solve but fall..im not as tall but reached higher levels than you..
i never knew my pen consumed untill i met the rules..ITS INK THAT ATTRACTS ME TO THINK, THAT DREAMS ARE A MATTER OF SPEACH//
sacrifice the rap i might just need to feel alive..like a clock that spins..to turn exactly what is not again..meaning ive got no time for your rhymes..i never leave a trace..tasting the fragrence of impatience to relate..now who will you hate when everything stops..because im not better than you..but i admit thae fact im not..
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