illusion

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The longer you wear a mask the plaster stiffens and cracks
until the wrinkles 'round your eyes reveal the links to your past
Your tenderness is conscious, now it tempers militant acts
Live with your facts; live with denial and live with the truth
I've aged well. She's smart but I don't think this bitch is a sleuth...
Hierarchies repeat; life advanced then knelt in retreat.
If I was twenty-one I'd see myself right now as a creep
But now I see myself at twenty-one as faggot and sheep
I'm imitating black too much so I might do a multie
Killing fakes with tomb punches to dicks cuz I'm stunting
Welcome to New York sir, I can tell you're a sociopath
But i'll make you this drink and talk, gift a tip with your tax
Analyze, then ask a question, make you ease and relax
No homo finance bro, I'm 'bout to weasel your cash
Smile and wish you goodnight and wish you no slipstreams on ascent
You didn't know I was a rascal who would dream you'd repent
would dream you were being butchered by this fiend with a pen
then raped anally alive...on some BDSM
Fuck it though I'm srs bro, and I don't mean to be crime
But I'm lion not to say this Columbia senior's a dime
Babies grown, a web of is-ought professors galore
I pause and look to see the state of my professors adored
Then look upon the countenances of professors abhorred...
as innocent geese fly over the peace of the moor.






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