is this a good start, tryin to find a balance between flow and content

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My prospective thoughts are gathered, and kept protected in a collective box, receptors squashed, and stretched across some septic moss,
until all of my respect is lost,
perception crossed a path except it often lacks conception, balls, ive left them on the reception desk, to prevent erection, so i cant ascend, lie low,
offend a decent question,
with the least neglection, end up with a yeast infection,
a beasts reflection on what he sees, perfection, tossed in a priests confession, box, im dangerous till this recent lesson stops, i need affection, cuz my internal pump has undergone repossession, no wonder im real possessive,