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while you chase the sky, felt like i wanna die, since no one else cares, kneeling down on my knee to lie, lay down my armed objects and bend on my knowledge, giving arms to a gangster only leads to abstract, motion picture with a rhymes dealer sitting near, and my ability begs for mercy to the ones who dare, i must bless this world with me reaching the sky, im chasing my one and only lasting good bye, like i wanna fly away from my pain, rest in peace and numb away, never again will i see the rain cause so much panic in me with ranged aim.....
lasted over 40 years and 50 nights, cause day was never there, i hate to scare you but this is my reality so push me there, and if i must react to the obsolete essence of machinery, errors running through the cords and the computer screen, reads what it wants but my eyes plainly discreet, images of pain running through my vain gained up a blockage so that my arteries would be filled with dirty conscience minds, giving no air to my brain and my heart stops so cold, its like a painfully high im going through without the blunt the piff, the green, no reader to detect my metal objects screaming clearly, blast away a sincere innocent screeching away, not me!!! while that, too many bullet hiss and dismissed actions soldiers pissed cause their family died inside out, and hates their actions really bad, treason marked upon those who abandon their country, but this might recall for a moment in which revolting knowledge leads to a more powerful action based temporary hit, to break the cold barriers, now i must repeat the line from before with a jack sparrow accent..... while you chase the sky, felt like i wanna die, since no one else cares, kneeling down on my knee to lie, breaking rules so that man could fly like aves class type in the animalia kingdom scientifically surprised, none the less volatilized images turned into a deadly air pollutant which leaves us to fry, like no one else cares about human society or to decimalize the death count to a percentage of 99.9 gone dead, which deadly cause by strong lead......chase the sky.... |
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Deep mate...deep...
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