Solitary re mindment it appears the minds spent, solitary confinement where is the fine print

We need to revise it. Realign the line where you thoughts got faded,

frustrated, over taxed look, it's time we make it.

I'm what most aren't, alive,

I'm built to survive.

I realised the lie held over the lye, on the quest for my tribe, I don't have a bridge so my,

Life is my promo, this is the solo, I walked hopeful now I walk colorful,

I splurge on the canvas of life photography tongue, the prodical one, filmolography is done.

Sent the scent of the apex I practice safe sex, stopped my citrus from ingesting all the hatred of the beast's clitoris

pistol whipped for serving a bar, I'm over the rocks

Knowledge fell off thus far

Kamikaze past the cemetary, married Brenda's grandchild, took a while for the image to grow

Ox cutter the gutter to let the penman note, express the vistas that lift us,

Cross burners to the cross that burned us, murderers of life lost tribes to the X that marked us,


God preserve us we're vexed, leftist march with marxist, right wing lobbyist. indoctrinate our independence, we hear it and think pretense, that aint us

to fearful of the thought that soul of the life is us.

Spirit of truth for me is the booth, a dentist to pick carnage out of a leaf,

retreat to seed a surplus of peace.

Lost my helmet a culprit of digital lynchings, killings, fill ins, go on living.

Listen,

time is outbreak, wonder what plot the next embryo takes. Lakes lagoons, will they continue to be rude, lawless underdeveloped lustful of the severance instead of making what's due.

What's due is you, this pillage is billiard of different pools, with depths that placate the sentence of different yous

a cycle of sue. But I break bread with whoever the struggle is through, speak life and see the residuals dual.


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