#UST #Flow #SelfWritten #SelfDelivered I'm at my table analyzing, While Taking stabs at facts, I've only just truly began realizing, What my movie reel of my casting life has rudely taught me, that my moving reel of lies casting line has caught me, Hooked I ate the bait, that I have brought me, so you listen through my teeth as I am but at my table of lies while I am talking, crooked footing stabilizing from a stable full of lies I'm mocking, hawking, chocking on beliefs of being stable coughing, fate look at where my facts have brought me, lying in wake of what my lies cost me, a foolish empty starving man kniving, forking stabbing jabs at his lifeless body, reaping what you sow no wonder I am dieing, feeding off the plate of lie my own fate has brought me, I am at my table analyzing, Both murderer, victim an detective, I am but only realizing, who's murder mystery of crime, i am solving, it is until now that I am evolving, dissolving the line that cast my roles I'm becoming, one as I find the truth I've been wanting, once foolish man I'm no longer hungry, for now I have eaten plenty, full of truth so I just push through, just must consume, squish, too shove, an mush some room, for as much room for mushrooms, that I'm able to get through a thicket of this skull dude, until poof, I burst through, these wall's of what you'd say makes you, you, until I am outside the box where I was drawn too, like it's a crayon withdraw thats used too draw out a thought I had in mind I must have just withdrew from my minds memory bank, since its an exchange of cents too sense, expense sent to make 100 percent change in this elaborate way to make his mood shift, all too keep it a buck, like this witt of mine whirls an pools your mind as it makes you rack your brain, so I'll break first as these 2's balls is too blue an over due but you can't shoot an make first what's not off que, I guess you cause say I love big boobs and that I just unloaded a big mind fuck on you.