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I will, 2b still, killing time, even while flossin’ lines
Minds in place, making faces from sublime, impressed
Happy in digress that contest states, reasons contrive
Looking to polls for strips streaming, controlling undermined
Came up, in tripping on dark spaces flipped on, so instead Sun shines
Lace kaleidoscope, is definitive to my “I”, so one hit after others wonder why?
Just keep on, keeping on in line to see what lies beyond this bend, designs,
Beginning to make sense, from this pain, some call it another period reconciled
Sentenced to listening to harmony on unsung mental rewinds of solitary confined varieties
Profiling and styling, at least I think in the midst of signs of times assigned outside of mine
Applying rights down on paper to block chills from windows sealed on hate from often spoke evil pry before pyres
No frills, building on affordable housing in thoughts remain profitless, albeit, still worth following
Chasing reality with bouts of irony, insatiable hits of negativity as seen all over, about US
Going all in with el mucho gusto, to enhance my everyday seasoning con sazon, type flow,
No Mas or less His-panic, never frantic 2b swept up pandemic, but moreover to exhibit how ill begets
Not only a owner but tied to the sickest fraternity sown by forever and a day upon rhymes over rhyme and spliced throughout time
All of this, is just, or ingest, before I am fully mused to pick up the quill and medicate again
Some call it vibe, I call it therapy, so I look forward to rehab amongst the illest’ Guild to build again, I’m just a man….who happens to be a fan of er’ree man’s or woe-man’s personal story put to the dopest beat….known as poetry!
I suppose……
