"My God, let me be as Authentic as this shell that holds my soul? Don't let me hold it internal, let me spill my seeds, through my pen.
Let me be as Authentic, as this moment spent under your portrait. painted to where I'm pouring out only as Authentic as I be. Not scared of the blemishes, or asking you to fix, just to do it again. But know, how Authentic I'm looking to be on getting wiser.
Seems like the more I inflict, the sharper I feel, on being as real as I can. May feel like I'm babbling or scribbling, while smoking. But, wanting to be more potent, towards expressing how real I feel in your presence. Don't know whether I'm right or wrong, or whether or not, I did this or that right, but in any sense, I aim being real and no fear, will show I'm no liar, in how I'm living. Not giving a fuck."
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