Pick at your mind til your thoughtless
What you had in store, no one would acknowledge
No one would say you showed promise
Not a lot to roll with when you know the process
Broken down concepts & torn portraits.
All that horsepower turned to more corpses
Beaten til your presence performs morbid
& Every fresh concept is a forced abortion
More to pick at...you can explore the pits, trash.
Aim the flame with a Liu Kang kickback...
It's that...off the mind time... boredoms back
Keep bringing writers skulls, that's just more to crack
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