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This is for me in case our Saudi host pulls the plug on PR without notice. Only other backup I have is Dropbox. I don't have dates for any of this stuff. [Resigned to Fate] Each day that dawns without you Makes my eyes desire blindness From every dream that I awaken Sleep beckons at its finest A life once filled with love Once married to its fate Now shattered into dust Turned simply desolate Can you fathom the pain as it throbs in my chest? Do you ponder the strain with every heave of my breast? 'Cos the liquid that flows concurrent with hearts Will be a river run dry before the sobbing can start We intermingled as one You and I once resigned Raised together a love That's since been denied You were the very zenith Queen clutching hand in hand But you were a lot of things For which I simply can't demand A world without your kiss, your hug, your laughter, and your words Is simply not a world at all for which I choose to serve These friends show me no comfort as my emotions have dissolved So I guess this is the fate of mine for which I must resolve.. What becomes of he who's left behind Stuck fending for himself The wake of tears consumes him As he's drowning off the shelf.. --- i was gonna go with my enemy's diary and pull the cliche "i'm my own enemy".. but it's way too obvious. so allow me to.. write a song meant to reassure someone you ACTUALLY know about something dear you i know it's hardly fair.. to understand my ways to comprehend and defend the madness in my brain maybe they're confused, just exactly what i do or maybe i just lose it every time i think of you but i got some clarity, redesigned my apathy so let me break it down in way they all can see.. first i set the drip, with morphine levels thick insert the needle in feeble veins and watch it tick as the vic, rather sick, enters deluded frames of mind i'll sanitize my tools at a steady pace of time twenty minutes flies, now she's in euphoric states this tells me that we're ready as her pupils dilate incision number one, it's the sweetest of the bunch a puzzle piece is carved, jigsaw style, and it's done fibers tear from flesh, the blood is flowing steady i watch the pressure spike as it drips into the levee see these epidermal layers melt like butter to my flayer and her feelings are subdued so the silence lets me savor every shred and every tear, from her toenails to her hair as i skin this girl alive while she's drugged and unaware monitoring respiration as i'm stifling my elation 'cos deep inside my mind i see dahmer masturbating now we move onto the muscles, from the tendons to the meat all these nerves are sensitive, each reflexing to the beat of her heart's own rhythmic nature, but i'm digressing past the point as the scalpel severs ties between these bones respective joints now i have to duly note, that this sight will make you choke since the smell of searing skin wafts right up into your nose then you'll watch her eyes aflutter, scattering organic tissue see her going into shock as the intestines start to diffuse under hands so animal, unnerving, cannibal i dig into her stomach with a fever til i'm full yeah i'm a master of my craft, she convulses as i laugh 'cos i came in through her abdomen when i probed her rectal path now she's starting to gasp, yet there is no air inside i removed those iron lungs and desoldered her life -- i'll be drowning in my sorrows and i'll be drowning in my drink i'll be choking on the heartache as i'm watching our love sink see i'm not leaving you that simply unless you drown me all yourself i love you [name redacted] and i guess that time will tell -- : The Birth of a Nation : (in another timeline) they keep us underfed, under wraps, strapped in lead with these chains across our wrists, across our stomachs, across our heads we're fresh upon the land, they've dragged us overseas to see secrets of betrayal and their torture in their streets why'd they make us all their victims? not our choice, NOT OUR VOICE we're a simple pure commodity; making fortunes, they rejoice our skin is pure as snow, it's undriven as the land where we toil in the soil, permafrost, hand in hand the temperatures are freezing hearing coughing, aching, sneezing watching as my brothers cry and scream into the evening the darkness never ending it's consuming, never ending it echoes in the sky, black as them, DEATH TO THEM! IF ONLY WE COULD SEE OUR HOLY CITY, BETHLEHEM! we are the caucus of caucasians christian martyrs, deprevation sold as slaves unto supposed savior selfless zulu nations our melanin mass captors sit in thrones above as masters while we build a pagan nation to the bleating of their laughter we are the whitest people, smallest race within this world but we have plans for revolution LET THE FREEDOM FLAG UNFURL -- so.. you're.. thrust into puberty, emotions runnin wild.. days hot, nights cold, and your heart is on fire.. you enter high school in a fit of confusion.. an girls is growin up or whatever they're doin.. dudes is pushin weight, smokin stogies, drinkin brews.. while you try to find yourself claimin "nothin to lose".. then some people get corrupted, disgusted, digested.. into social hierarchies that you all have manifested.. but this isn't a lesson, it's just the facts of life.. your brain'll start to strain as your childhood dies.. then the stressin's causin vexin all over your face.. so you're breakin all the mirrors in an utter disgrace.. of those ethics and values, questions and half-truths.. raised by all the peers who compare and contrast you.. and then you just crash duke, you cry and you crawl.. no desire to reach higher since you're snagged by your flaws.. but there's a light in the tunnel, a flame on the burner.. it keeps you strugglin on whereas others have murdered.. their minds, their bodies, their pupils, their veins.. and some'll turn to drugs - while some'll die in vain. so this goes out to those who keep escapin the cycle.. life is vicious, life is rough.. don't stop runnin that mile.
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A million miles from my graceland, I'm pullin at my waistband..
Grippin on these boxers as she's lowerin her face, man.. Spittin bout a gameplan, I'm livin it up.. An even though I'm full of shit, I'd swear it on my nuts.. The flow is just too dope, my style gives you hope.. That maybe one day they could cut you a new rope.. To loosen up ya leash when I'm grillin up my beef.. So we can duke it out, no doubt, right in the street.. An enemy to many an I thought they'd never let me.. Do my little dance while I'm sippin on this henny.. My rhymes is good 'n plenty, you runts'll never get me.. An even if you do I'll be dippin dots in bellies.. Wit pictures on my celly, ya girl covered in jelly.. An body shots for you as ya face is eatin shellies.. Then catch me at the deli, just snackin on ya dough.. If the five-oh's askin questions, I'll swear I didn't know.. I'm pullin outta graceland an taggin like a spray can.. Excuse the burnin rubber but I nutted in her face, man.. An tho I had a gameplan, I fucked it all up.. So peace to you an yours 'cos you're runnin outta luck.. -- The Pearl stumbling across a shiny small object under the celler closet you decide to find out where it came from. What mysteriouse secret's does this object hold ? [prologue] Four steps to insanity.. it's flooding my brain.. Looking back to the future.. an I'm never the same.. 'Cos the window is open.. an in pieces it lies.. Exposing reality an removing your eyes.. [flashback] So I came upon a pebble, slender in shape.. It was smooth to the touch with a glistening face.. The texture was sticky, its smell was distinct.. Hypnotyzing my senses right over the brink.. And with simply a drink, perhaps a sip if you might.. The nature of our physics jumped back in respite.. Seeing solids and liquids converged with the gasses.. And absolute zeroes with infinite masses.. Fables were science, ruling chaos by law.. And my brain was aware of mortality's flaws.. It was no longer present, nor future, nor past.. Time had stopped in its tracks to depart us at last.. Space continued right on, just expanding in gaps.. Until both were consumed by a deity's laugh.. I was no longer flesh, for my soul's eviscerated.. Dissipated, into pages of this God's divination.. His information, passed through my mind's inspiration.. producin wretched tales of ethereal immigration! [epilogue] I was walking on the sand in the city of Judas.. When they crucified my body and the preceding went through it.. My name is Yahshua.. ben Yosef the Savior.. And I became your Messiah sifting grains for a traitor.. -- I was.. Birthed from a coke fiend upon the death of his brother.. With momma battered an bruised after deliverin supper.. An I was strivin but suffered.. eatin bread but not butter.. Covered up in filth in a closet with clutter.. Playin wit sinkholes, sinnin wit pink hoes.. Gettin babysittin from the hardest of head blows.. Smackin me back forth, attackin 'tween house chores.. No wonder that the luster of this life would come out poor.. I'm fiendin for myself just relievin myself.. All over the apartment where this family dwell't.. 'Cos my moms was overworked and my pops was so indifferent.. They were busy breakin chairs instead of givin me a listen.. So why did you ignore me, was I just too much to handle? Or were the drugs and money better than the broken rattles.. An the neighbors coppin cops, or the hustlers catchin drops.. Or the gunshots to the guts or the screamins from the top.. AN NO IT NEVER STOPS, DEAR LORD IT NEVER QUITS.. I'D SACRIFICE MY HAPPINESS TO HAVE THE SHOUTIN SPLIT.. JUST GIVE A FUCKING SHIT.. I WAS JUST A FUCKIN BABY.. AND NOW I'M TWENTY ONE WIT NOBODY LEFT TO SAVE ME.. Thank you mom and dad, you truly were the best. You brought me into life by INTRODUCIN ME TO DEATH. -- Violence doomed me to silence, see I'm payin my dues Dyin off in the gutter, my body riddled with hues Blacks wit the blues, once was white n confused Now my life'll drain away in a pitiful pool.. I was coddled from the crib wit dangerous hands Hugs were given for misgivins no negatin my plans So it stands that I come swingin, everybody's a villain Grown man findin crimson on my knuckles is thrillin Sick and disturbed, see I'm pissed and preturbed Mom and dad never even once threatend my nerves They fed candy to anger, I feed fists to my neighbors For pillow punishments every stranger's in danger An Stresses make me snap, snap in ways I can't convey By any other means but blowin y'all away Breed violence, seed violence, that's what raisin me did So every planned parent, god damnit, beat on ya kid Or they'll never learn consequence, never know better Young ones thinkin murder one's a varsity letter Then *BAM* they're deader, just for steppin to peers An cops'll teach 'em hard ways shootin right thru their tears But it's destined for me, so say a blessin for me Since I planned on goin out just as pleasant can be Tho my faults are realized, fate's sealed on my half 'Cos these'll be the last words I speak to ya ass -- immo chose a picture for me (oh, the edit fixed a typo, for any haters) "Good morning sunshine.." he smashed in the door, leavin splinters n more.. damaged handles dismantled and creakin the floor.. so he signals the alarm with her slippers in check red wire, green wire, and one for her neck shrouded in darkess, shadowed in stealth.. showin scenes on the sill, but quickly they melt.. hands over her mouth, now he's stifling screams.. with white gleaming teeth despite the disheveled scene.. his eyes juxtapose, both lifeless and cold.. to horrendous, defenseless, he grabs for a stone.. it smashes her head, crimson covers the room.. she prays to the lord his psychosis ends soon.. but it just isn't her day, he's ensuring she'll suffer.. he stretches her womb as if becoming a mother.. the bedpost, the knife, the shoddy's own barrel.. skin torn from inside and outbleeding the towel.. an probing her organs, he simply deforms 'em he's tearing at the walls at which babies are born from tears comin out, this makes him enraged.. so he's raining vicious blows all over her face.. battered and bruised, slightly conscious, confused.. the shell of her body swelled up and contused.. "please pull the trigger.." - she struggled to plead.. instead he just laughs.. and fleees from the scene. epilogue: she awoke in the darkness, encased in a sweat.. with a visage of her daddy, an how they just met -- 6. you find a gun but when u pick it up, you see everything the gun has seen flashbacks, rehashin the past, they blast back.. to an amtrak, riding the rails in all black.. stick 'em up slow, hands raised wit shrill note.. grab the money, the purse, hop out the side door.. stumble an shake, he getss his eyes raked.. drops the neneh, the dolo, so grabs the next mate.. our next fate, he's grinnin an searchin within.. for the clip that slips in, ensuring the next sin.. a victim, headed down to the avenue.. put the tek to his neck to get a better view.. the bloodspray, crimson where the gun lay.. rests for weeks in the alley awaitin a new day.. an it's picked up, marveled wit the hiccups.. awed by the beauty despite the red dust.. with a cleanin, he's fiendin, drugged up and leanin solvin all his problems wit a flash of its gleamin.. body, as a shotty takes him out in times square.. get labeled evidence and stashed away somewhere.. to the state fair, auctioned by cops to high bidders.. detective's sidekick every night after dinner.. schemin, tracin the steps of these demons.. shots ringin out as he catches one feedin.. on flesh of females, caught mid-sodomy.. it busts with burst fire as the bastard tries to flee.. expended, each shell spent so relentless.. except for one bullet that seized up defective.. so i seize opportunity and grab it in the night.. my finger grips its trigger and end's the cop's life. -- Fear and Loathing in.. Well, I'm leaving for a flight in 22 minutes. Let's see what I can do. Topic: Fear & loathing in...? Deficient in my ways, this body is a slave.. Doling out the stressful chores each moment I'm awake.. So depraved.. and incapable of escaping servitude.. I'd love to feel autonomy, instead I'm stuck with you.. Firing your neurons.. necessitating my response.. Hoping it will cease one day.. and then you'll feel the cost.. Of abuse upon my muscles, the pain within these bones.. Please have a nervous breakdown so I know I'm not alone.. Controlled.. you're never seen waning from your post.. But aging lines will soon arrive and cast you from this host.. Out of hope and giving in, till then I'll surely toil.. Until the sands of time are mine, leaving you to spoil.. Soon enough you will forget, soon I'll stop responding.. You'll be nothing but a vegetable, much to your alarming.. So live it up, up in there, that cranium so secluded.. My day will come to laugh at you when all thought is eluded.. Fear and loathing in this shell.. hate and malice feeding.. Waiting for your recokoning, my blood pumping and seething.. You're a cancer to my very core, a parasite unwanted.. The day you die begins my life.. For this, the body's longing. -- "The journey begins" stated the tour guide to my left.. As I caught a faint whiff of perfume from her dress.. Her skin was dipped in dewdrops, moist indeed.. The scent of her breath planted within me a seed.. Toxic fumes infested pupils, dilated in fury.. My tongue became twisted and I started to worry.. It opened up inside me, unfurling a sphere.. "Little shop of horrors from your mindset, my dear?" This substance overthrew me into a catatonic state.. Where I drifted plane to plane devoid of any fate.. The visions fell upon me all despite my sedation.. As the walkway then appeared.. I could feel her elation.. Inside these hallowed halls from my past to the future.. Objects came to life as personified movers.. Synapses fired missives, destinations unreached.. And my museum of malcontent was to found itself breached.. Back inside this other world dimensions don't exist.. Joys and tragedies of the Earth leaned in for a kiss.. Sculpted scenes of my youth scowling now and seething.. While portraits painted from the present simply lost their meaning.. "I must be dead", shouted I, lost inside myself.. She threw her head aback with glee and ***kled from the shelf.. Covered in her shades of light, blinded by her darkness.. My mind became an enemy bent on wreaking carnage.. Fleeing from internal flaws.. I lashed out in a rage.. Smashing my head into walls, stuck inside the cage.. Memories sought my demise, hopes and dreams did too.. As I tried to walk outside this hell regretting what I'd do.. Then suddenly the veil was lifted, thoughts no longer shrouded.. The lesson learned from salvia: beware, your vision's clouded.
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wake up on the floor with this blood on my hands
i dont know where i been, or what's the plan puttin sirens in my head, hearin ringin and rungin while i try to lift my legs and start standin an runnin an it's tellin me somethin, but it ain't too good 'cos these dead appendages are stayin planted like wood sensitized to my senses, an my pupils explore seein spattered blood stains left all over the floor they're sillhouttin my body, scattered shells of a shotty and i can't yet come to grips that i'm crippled an rottin ain't nobody beside me, see i'm bleedin alone an start to realize my location is a funeral home but i swear that i'm livin, livin death in a dream and this notion will stick with me as i move from the scene so i'm back in my mind, i'm now explorin the line that makes reality real, an my existence defined and it isn't a lie, swear i'm here on this earth i'm not tucked into a casket now awaiting rebirth cos my siblings'll hurt, i mean my friends an my fam how can i understand death without their love in my hands now i'm losin it y'all, i can't awake for my life i stay surrounded in darkness, forever clouded in strife wake up in a cradle wit these tears on my face i got some fears to replace, i got a mind to erase and i'm losin my place, completely lost in a shell my fists're swingin, hands are shakin, an i'm grippin the cell but i scream to myself, the words are jumbled an such and see my vision's now distorted 'cos i'm yellin too much so what do i do? helpless, senseless, and lost till i realize with these clear eyes that i'm livin the cost of a life without sin, of a life without hell of a life without the torture i'm deserving as well an then my memory's gone, just in a blink of an eye i become a tiny infant who ain't sleepin and cry... -- while i'm sittin here alone gettin high in this broken ass home loved an lost, but why this time you left me here after crossin the line cryin deep sobs into my pillow no reply, i cant even hear a hello who you with, instead of here and now i cant understand why or how i remember all those nights layin warm inside you arms recallin how i loved you, kept you ever safe from harm we were charmed, knowin we were blessed from our beggings yet despite all of our wonder, you couldnt keep from sinnin now who's winnin? the breath that lies within my chest is stiflin these tears upon these eyes and they'll never stop their cryin i'm dyin, inside, the pain within these bones just leave me of this house and then evict me from this home alone, finished, my hope completely lost yeah your end result is realized but what happens to the cost forget me? i'm here. still rattlin this cage. i'm beat to death and without breath i'll die within a rage so hear me. and feel me. acknowledge my existence. i'm present tense an won't relent until you seek forgiveness it's business. not finished. i mean it. i'll last. so accept that i'm your future and then free me from your past lemee switch it up, you gotta listen, listen to my prayers just because youre pregnant with my seed dont mean youll miss the stairs bitch im splittin up hairs, with a cleaver an stare, so protect ya neck or get it wet an hooked up to the chair i'll electrify you, an the kid'll go to and i dont give a fuck cunt cos it matters to who? it's me, the mothafuckin murderous cat i got a swifter trigger finger than your man can react think about that, is it worth it to you? to lose ya life, lose ya love, lose ya family too? cos im takin you out, but not to dinner an shit i'm talkin butcher knives in line headed straight for ya wrists so keep on fuckin around, i'll be scoutin the town to find ya man, find ya fam, an put all in the ground yeah you fucked with my heart, i guess it wasnt too smart i'll just begin my mean streak's with ya head as the start -- topic: You're a professional onion cutter.. And you always cry when you cut onions.. After a year of onion cutting.. The onion cutting gets mysterious side-effects... Explain and tell what happens.. -- note: Spartz.. you fucking weirdo.. lmao -- My profession is a lifeline.. spendin time inside a jail cell.. Choppin up the onions.. an preparin 'em for retail.. Make the dollars where I can.. but I'm waitin for a sign.. 'Cos workin hard is painful.. when employment makes ya cry.. Mornin sunshine hits the pen.. I rise.. and breathe again.. Inhale the stench of labor.. this torture's without end.. Sharpen blades on blocks.. they sparkle.. an feel like glocks.. Two grips were in my fists.. when I pumped 'em full of rocks.. Mental breakdowns on the regular.. my eyes is growin' heavier.. Fascinated with the peeler.. an it's slowly gettin deadlier.. People toil all around.. so the animosity's abound.. Chattering consumes me.. I rage with every sound.. Amidst the tears and struggles.. convulsions in my muscles.. Pupils wide with fury.. and they're straining in rebuttal.. The delusions setting in.. we hallucinate and grin.. Yet they lack the realization.. I'm completely unlike them.. After slaughterin that family.. I didn't plead insanity.. 'Cos I reveled in their murder.. with a brand new sense of clarity.. Now with every onion peel.. comes the imagery of steel.. Glinting in the moonlight.. as the memory becomes real.. They're comin down my eyes.. but I'm set forth on a mission.. Behind these prison walls.. homicide is now a given.. Turn from cutting onions.. to severing their heads.. But don't call the psycho ward.. This ain't no side effect! -- i remember how we met the first day the way you looked at me before i turned an walked away your number, i had it i called it, it rang an your tender little voice perked up to me an sang sweet melodies of love, the richest known to nature our hearts were intertwined and i saw you as a savior escapin.. the life, i wasn't satisfied so i gave up what i needed to just turn an make you mine an divine.. describes.. each moment my demeanor. until one day you came to take this heart away with heaters.. and bang.. it's over.. like that.. an instant now every time i close my eyes i'll see yours in the distance.. -- The Other Side of the Fence I.. follow the reflection from within my window's pane recallin past events concurrently ponderin the same what beat of the drum does this life seek to take its form are passion and desire enough for us to beat the storm snowflakes dance behind my pupils, so delicate in nature while gales whistlin in the wind signal day is growin later as evening dawns upon me, i'll envision other worlds full of mommy's special boys and daddy's little girls nobody ever ages, childhoods are never spoiled an everything's rose colored 'cos nobody ever toils families will stick together making lifetime memories best friends can last forever cos drama's simply heresy i know it's all too obvious but this vision's so complete hopes and goals are always met an' the ends'll tie up neat no matter how impossible or uncertain this may seem we gotta vie for other sides so it ain't just in our dreams (meanwhile.. on the other side of the fence..) I.. stare relentless defying the perfection in my life the scene set here unchanging without a daily strife see seasons don't exist within the walls of correct cities anger's just an afterthought when there's nothing we can pity longing for an alternative appears to be a waste of time when nothing here is ever flawed, how can i see the signs love keeps going all around with nothing left in private an debates of fate can't relate in lives replete with silence i'm praying in the golden sun of utopian paradise for anarchy, famine, war, and antonyms of nice my head will lay upon the grass bright with chlorophyll and gaze upon the bright blue sky questioning god's will tis then there'll be a lady fair, appearing in the garden harvesting the poisoned seed i nearly had forgotten this perfect place will cease to be as fruits shall meet my face then vicious voices full of glee will cast us from our grace (epilogue) a serpent scaled did so rise and throw him from his throne so it was that man did fall and landed in the former home free of will, full of sight, he's wishing for the days of yore if only he was capable of knowing what he left them for...
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when we met it was amazin,
the fate 'n the place an.. the way you looked an how i saw my future in your face then stricken with pain, became disgusted with my image cos everything i said and did resulted in our finish now i'm prayin to my god, and it's funny how it works never faith for my religion til i'm faced with so much hurt makin plans, never happen, never see you, never more.. "yeah that sucks", yeah for me, as i'm fetal on the floor.. you were hope, you were happy, you were smiles, you were laughs.. but when i wake up in the morning now there's none of those to grasp.. now i gasp.. so have the feelings subsided? are they sunk beneath the chest i once caressed and i sighed in? just let me inside it.. girl, just give me a chance.. if i can push so far away i'll pull you back with these hands.. an hold you close in my arms, i swear i'll do you no harm.. because we're ordinary people and this lovin is ours.. we need it to grow, babe, we need to have hope.. we need to get back where we were before we fell off the slope.. an see i know they're just words, and see they pour from my pen.. and every moment you don't feel them you can see me and i'm dyin within.. i'll never win.. 'cos this just ain't a life without you.. i want you by my side no matter what it all amounts to.. don't bid me adieu love, don't leave me alone.. don't leave me seeking precious seconds as i'm gripping the phone.. i swear i couldn't have known.. i mean, i couldn't have shown.. this affliction for affection without bearing my soul.. so now you've seen me inside, an seen i'm willing to try.. to do just any, everything so that our hearts can collide.. and then return to our past, and then we'll never be sad.. i swear i'll make it that much better if you just give me a chance.. i love you.. i'll always love you.. don't let go. -- knowledge is powder inhaling particles.. a present perfect participle to describe my actions with diction, a definite article atoms in my cavities.. nasal, basal cell calamity a way with words, away with words no way to qualify the tragedy of loss when i'm off, get higher on the power doesn't matter how you cut it son knowledge is powder screaming brain is neurotic neurotoxic, psychotic wikipedia on steroids.. or coca. you call it. interstellar physics, black holes in your nose blow by blow you gather more so it goes, so it goes intelligence quotient maxed, the 8 ball will tell the facts whether snorted or consorted forget it, JUST RELAX consumed all the math and gorged upon the past you're addicted to addiction and time is running fast palpitation, breath evading, now you suffer, now you're hating too much info in your blood stream? or are you simply waiting.. room is turning black, co2 just yelled "attack!" central nervous, fuck i'm nervous will i ever make it back? RUN, 8, 1 teach me or i'm done need help, SOS ..nine one one -- .... "the fountain" bubbling beauty basks from glass outside the cask flowing, gracious liquid fill me to your core seep inside my lipids alter them some more drink amidst your glory bathe within your sea for every time consumed you make me wanna pee i <3 u alcohol. :* -- mannn i hate my topic, eff you tactics for pickin that number i'll just do my take on the sordid little affair.. key'd up from the fee't up. Donnie Darko Sphere wake up.. colors blend into sound, their reactions abound in an alternate world as the chaos surrounds my body, my being, existence, is fleeting seeing paths open up, disappear into evening so is it a drug? is it sanity lost? is it space versus time at continuum's cost? i'm dazed and confused, my reality bruised in a literal sense, seeing black in the hue an absence of light, but shining so bright confused by my vision and lost in the night.. 28 days.. 6 hours.. 42 minutes.. 12 seconds.. aaaaaaaaaand.. snapped into focus! my mission's now clear to save humankind in a battle with fear it's fight against flight, adrenaline rush waking dead and their lives uncontrolled by my touch these shouldn't exist, these are items unseen unknown to our earth but somewhere between a parallel, the carousel, of mish-mash and cross tears at atoms' own fibers in a physical sauce see i need to correct it, i need to revise this conundrum of matter, no matter who dies.. The Philosophy of Time Travel now i've learned from these pages, i've seen sacred sages heard rabbits in suits and a women unaging philosophical tales of traveled dimensions if seen in perspectives that remain disaffected by juxtaposed worlds, universes unfurled and all of their physics when challenged and twirled it's realized i'm holding the key to their folding collapsing and gasping and never returning i'm risking it all as the portal connects so i take off my clothes and just hop into bed.. -fin --
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