Quote:
Originally Posted by UnbornBuddha
My thought process is disconcerting
I wish I could tell you,
but I have a problem with conversing.
It's what happens
When monsters starts converging
with a wanderer with no purpose.
In his eyes,
Life is wondrous yet imperfect
The joys of summer aren't certain
To be in comfort you must earn it.
Puddles of this verbiage
Represent my struggles against garbage
Coming from my organs;
Vomiting up porridge, my stomach is burning
Sometimes another person
Is the Strongest referral.
A futureless prodigy bombing rehearsals
On the premise that I saw the inferno.
Otherworldly experiences,
Has me longing for my journal
So I can scribe prophecy that's eternal,
Poetic adages touching under your sternum
Until your heart's flutters are normal.
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This was dope as fuck.
But since this is a cypher,
I'll say this flow is UNGH.
But forreal I dig it, brah.