Pandemonium

[Split]

A cyclical intense principled diligent devotion to advancing to the critical brilliance of lyrical geniuses.
I have loads of spare time to progress since I was resurrected invalid
All disasters have unseen limitless benefits.
I live to cleanse the wicked criminal spirited of their primitive medieval viciousness.
A skeptical paladin with habitual tendencies to question the validity of everything
Observe me ridicule medicine, even as I use it to recover from a sickened skeleton
My body weakness prevalence is evident when the day is a windy pestilence.
This century parallels a tyrannical vengeance etched as a prison emblem.
Yet its robotic legacy is vintage like a mechanical Da Vinci sketch of a single letter.
A genuine repentance will induce a healing crisis that will have you spitting venom.

As you venture to guess this is not a romantic love poem
It’s more of a sporadic focus on transcending my usual sophomoric opus

Dope.

I once tried to create a social commentary with a verse while seeming authentic

it was very very hard