Wrote you a letter but the message was false:
My pencil is precious. Alchemist. Turns lead into gold.
One-shot to the noggin’s a deafening note,
Two taps where my heart is to check for a pulse.
^ best to me...whole thing was dope Unique style...same characteristics I see with the abstract thoughts that seems to be popular here kinda more poetic then Hip-Hopish but your def. have a mind of a skilled writer
thiz was a good piece
HoLLa
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