morning ritual
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•29 Sep 2019
as i begin rhyming, letterrs melting off the pages in due timing. true shining, just trying to perfect an art form as darts swarm. i dodge em like shogun, ninja of the locust, hold up the gates to try and keep back the old ones. and toss back a couple cold oned. un rolled one. the scroll had a mystic energy. and dust from pages and past ages plentifully. ancient weaponry try to dent the armor ineffectively. its made from the exoskeltons of centipedes and praying mantises. look through my kaleidoscope and brush the different canvases. all the colors and hues left me bloody and bruised. and nobodys confused as to who coulda done it wearing two different shoes. leaving traces and clues. but were faced with the truth. coud u swallow it down or end up choking on news. thats my cue. time to deliver verbal Heimlichs, sometimes a rhymes sick but im off with the context, have your workplace on lockdown like i phoned in a bombthreat. coming fron the hieghts like a throwed up heiser. ya shits soundin stale like a old budweiser. the heat miser, or frost bandit, slap u in the hand for trying catch a new advantage. better to level the feild that try and live by the sheild, me i live by the point of an arrow thats steele.
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as i begin rhyming, letterrs melting off the pages in due timing. true shining, just trying to perfect an art form as darts swarm. i dodge em like shogun, ninja of the locust, hold up the gates to try and keep back the old ones. and toss back a couple cold oned. un rolled one. the scroll had a mystic energy. and dust from pages and past ages plentifully. ancient weaponry try to dent the armor ineffectively. its made from the exoskeltons of centipedes and praying mantises. look through my kaleidoscope and brush the different canvases. all the colors and hues left me bloody and bruised. and nobodys confused as to who coulda done it wearing two different shoes. leaving traces and clues. but were faced with the truth. coud u swallow it down or end up choking on news. thats my cue. time to deliver verbal Heimlichs, sometimes a rhymes sick but im off with the context, have your workplace on lockdown like i phoned in a bombthreat. coming fron the hieghts like a throwed up heiser. ya shits soundin stale like a old budweiser. the heat miser, or frost bandit, slap u in the hand for trying catch a new advantage. better to level the feild that try and live by the sheild, me i live by the point of an arrow thats steele.
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