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•27 Dec 2022
no mo kiddo slo mo fast enough to make spittle feeling? what's that feel like sensed that the sensed somehow sensed the senseless fucked up English lit shit, fucked til I was tired of playing with it, caught em dead in the eye began to cover their face in spit game goes down best wit a little bit of grit, grinded pieces of mangle teeth unbedded cavatically aten up it's pain otc can't handle this is the life, might be junked but no worse then being forced to settle for the til 5 fuck what's said 9 2 5 is more like 4 2 5... times creepy sneeks right by ya can't even capture words of those who spokem no real distinction nor division, they are in essence likekinded my descent retrograded as my ascension into like mindedness social compliances, human science, enslaved cons livin incarcerated freedom nothing more than paradox logics headcocked delusional mindset locked rights are in confinement we labor away at no pay no way I'll stay home til they take that away can't relate it's sound Shakey I caint Invision myself as the average day to day, the mundane never really looked that great, on me, I mean by all means you do you... I'm not foolish enough to strive in pursuit of a prize over priced so high I caint even buy it all the while my savings taxed at interest gets loaned out so their lives are financed darkness is as dark during the day guess that means my light also shines in the night...deep within it's reality a profundity undiscovered by me, need to kill a little more of the old self never run out of those these days, shed another version of me er moment fleeting falling away from me....
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no mo kiddo slo mo fast enough to make spittle feeling? what's that feel like sensed that the sensed somehow sensed the senseless fucked up English lit shit, fucked til I was tired of playing with it, caught em dead in the eye began to cover their face in spit game goes down best wit a little bit of grit, grinded pieces of mangle teeth unbedded cavatically aten up it's pain otc can't handle this is the life, might be junked but no worse then being forced to settle for the til 5 fuck what's said 9 2 5 is more like 4 2 5... times creepy sneeks right by ya can't even capture words of those who spokem no real distinction nor division, they are in essence likekinded my descent retrograded as my ascension into like mindedness social compliances, human science, enslaved cons livin incarcerated freedom nothing more than paradox logics headcocked delusional mindset locked rights are in confinement we labor away at no pay no way I'll stay home til they take that away can't relate it's sound Shakey I caint Invision myself as the average day to day, the mundane never really looked that great, on me, I mean by all means you do you... I'm not foolish enough to strive in pursuit of a prize over priced so high I caint even buy it all the while my savings taxed at interest gets loaned out so their lives are financed darkness is as dark during the day guess that means my light also shines in the night...deep within it's reality a profundity undiscovered by me, need to kill a little more of the old self never run out of those these days, shed another version of me er moment fleeting falling away from me....
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